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Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 260
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Chapter 260

In the White family’s old house.

Cyril lay on the bed half dead. After fifty lashes, his skin was all injured. He had grown up being

protected well by others. When had he ever suffered this kind of grievance? When he was carried back

from the ancestral temple, he held his breath and smashed almost all the things in the room. Only then

did the anger in his chest dissipate a little.

Mark walked into the messy room and frowned. “Why hasn’t anyone cleaned up?! Are they all dead?”

The servants quickly came in to clean up. When Cyril saw Mark, he immediately burst into tears. “Dad!”

Mark sat down on the edge of the bed, and his eyes were filled with heartache. “I just came back and

heard that you were punished. How can your grandma be so cruel to you?”

Although Mark had two sons and one daughter, he still favored his eldest son the most. After all, Cyril

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was the most similar to him.

Cyril shouted, “Harold is her biological grandson, isn’t he? She only protects Harold!”

“Keep your voice down!” Mark said, “It’s possible that Harold’s men are outside.”

Cyril gritted his teeth.

He had lived in the shadow of Harold since he was a child. Harold’s grades were excellent, and he was

the last in the class. Harold took over the company, and he was a playboy. Who in Fairby did not

trample on him at the mention of Harold?

He had already had enough!

“Cyril.” Seeing that the servants had gone out, Mark said in a low voice, “Don’t worry. Dad won’t let you

get beaten for nothing!”

Cyril suddenly raised his head. “Dad, what do you mean by this?”

Mark said, “I went out early in the morning to do this… As long as I succeed, we will definitely be able

to hold our heads high!”

“Really?”

“Of course.” Mark was full of confidence.

Although the man’s phone could no longer be connected, his last few words enlightened Mark. People

would always have weaknesses. Harold was not a god, and he had his own weaknesses. It was just

that he had to find out what his weaknesses were.

As long as he could grasp Harold’s weakness, Harold would submit to him!

Mark’s eyes were vicious. “Don’t worry, Cyril. I will definitely avenge you for this family law!”

Crystal returned to Flower Land with the smell of mutton skewers.

It was twelve o’clock at midnight. She felt a little guilty, so she specially brought back some barbecue.

The lights in Flower Land had already been turned off. Crystal crept upstairs and saw that the lights in

the bedroom and study were also turned off. Thinking that Harold should have fallen asleep, she

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breathed a sigh of relief and went to the guest room to take a bath. However, she was held by

someone in the darkness and sat on the railing on the second floor.

“!” Crystal was shocked.

The light was so dim that Crystal couldn’t see anything clearly, but she could clearly feel that she was

in the air. She held his neck tightly and said, “You… you have to hold me tightly. If I accidentally fall

down, I would have to go to Heavens.”

“You still remember to come back, huh?” The man’s voice was cold and indifferent. “I thought that Mrs.

White was planning to not return home tonight.”

“How could it be?” Crystal was flustered. “Freud’s blind date didn’t go well and he felt terrible. We were

comforting him…”

“Comforting him?” Harold smiled. “From the banquet hall to the shooting range, and then from the

shooting range to the food stall? Freud’s heart is really fragile.”