Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 33

Crystal had been observing the dishes on the table, drooling. These ingredients were all delivered by air from abroad, all fresh and delicious.

There was a pink glass of warm milk on her left, and the glass was still steaming.

“I brought a bottle of wine from a vineyard abroad. Master White, you’re a wine master. Have a taste and give me some comments. Ah, let your wife try it to, please.” Logan invited. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He picked up the bottle of red wine and was about to open it. Harold then said, “There’s no need.” He pushed the pink glass to Crystal and said slowly, “She only drinks milk, not wine.”

It was out of Logan’s expectation. He didn’t speak for a moment.

Crystal picked up the warm milk and took a sip, leaving a circle of milk on her lips. “Master White, the dishes are ready. Can we eat now?”

“Yes, what would you like to eat?” Harold asked.

Crystal looked around and decided to eat crabs first. She pointed at the cooked crabs and said, “This.”

Harold

put the crab into her plate. When Crystal was about to eat, she found that she didn’t know how to open the crab. Looking at Harold, she asked longingly, “What should I do? I don’t know how to eat crabs.”

“You’re really dumb.” After saying that, Harold took off his black gloves, picked up the crab in her plate and began to peel it naturally. “You really can’t do anything except eating.”

Facing delicious food, Crystal was happy. She wouldn’t get mad. Her eyes fixed on Harold’s hands. that were peeling the crab for her. From time to time, her eyes sparkled as if she really admired him. Seeing her like this, Harold had a smile in his eyes. He put the peeled crab meat in her plate and wiped his hands with a wet towel. Then, he said to the other two people on the table, “My wife grew up in the village and is clumsy. Please excuse us.”

Crystal focused all her attention on the food on her plate. Although she was scolded, she was still in a good mood. Receiving scold wouldn’t take any ounce of meat from her, anyway.

Claire’s hands under the table were already clenched into fists. “Master White… You treat your wife so well.”

Harold looked at Crystal, who was enjoying the delicious food to her heart’s content. “Not that much. As long as she has food, she feels okay.”

This girl made him feel like he was a rich man feeding a pig pet. After all, the only thing she had asked him was to feed her.

Claire’s eyes turned red as she was so jealous. If her father didn’t hold her down, she would have lost control.

The purpose of their meeting this time was to promote the marriage between her and Harold. Regardless of whether it was for the family business or for herself, this was a win-win situation.

Before they departed, her father had promised her that he would let her marry Harold White. But now… Harold had brought his wife to the dinner, and it broke all of her fantasy.

“I was so shocked when I got the news that you were passed away.” Logan did not want his

daughter to make a scene, so he changed the topic. “Could you tell me what happened?”

Harold looked calm. “It’s just a trick. It’s not a big deal.”

“They dare to scheme against someone like you, Master White. I think they don’t want to live anymore. Once you show up, they won’t be able to stay alive for long.”

“For now, let them live a little longer. It’s more interesting to slowly settle the accounts.” Harold’s tone was ice-cold, causing one’s hair to stand on end.

Logan knew this man’s methods very well. It was as difficult as finding the way to the moon to kill him. Fortunately, he wasn’t living in City W. He didn’t need to become such a man’s enemy.

Those idiots who had thought that he was dead and tried to claim the White family would never be able to imagine how miserable they would be in the near future.

“Logan, do you know why I gave that piece of land to you?” Harold was used to being a superior, even though the person in front of him was an old man who was dozens of years older than him.