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Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 870
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Chapter 870

"I have never guessed the boss's thoughts." Luke's answer was flawless. "If Mr. Reynes wants to know, why don't

you wait for Master White to wake up and ask him yourself?"

Larry leaned back on the sofa and raised his head to look at the ceiling. "Actually, I don't care about what

Nefelibata would do. Even if everyone in the whole world is their follower, it has nothing to do with me. Unlike

Harold, I'm not so curious. So after Valeri died, I didn't investigate anything, even if I knew how many dirty deals

were involved in his death."

"It's the first time that Harold likes someone. I'm afraid that he'd be muddle-headed. He's willing to give up

everything he has and go against Nefelibata. Not to mention that he doesn’t have the slightest chance of winning,

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he's extremely stupid." Speaking of this, Larry pulled up the corners of his mouth coldly and said, "Crystal's

relationship with Nefelibata is definitely not simple. If he still doesn’t listen to Valeri's words, I'll kill Crystal myself

when necessary. He can hate me for that, but I just want him to be alive."

This young man, who had always been optimistic, was lonely at this time. "I don't want to lose my friend anymore."

He didn't want to see the most important person die in front of him like he did eight years ago, but he didn't dare to

continue to investigate the cause of his death.

Luke was silent for a long while before he said, "Master White will weigh the pros and cons."

"I hope so." Larry put on a fake smile and said, "I'll guard here. You can go and rest first."

Luke didn't turn him down. He pushed the door open and went out. After standing in the corridor for a long time, he

finally dialed a number and whispered, "Master White is not awake yet. Maybe it'll be too late to make a decision

when he wakes up. So I'll boldly agree to your previous cooperation and will do my best to cooperate."

The other party paused and said, "Okay."

Crystal would be transferred to the detention center today.

The police had already submitted the materials to the court and the case would be brought to court in a few days.

The punishment could only be decided by the judge, whether it was light or heavy.

What made Lennon frustrated was that Crystal was still unwilling to admit her guilt. As soon as he questioned her,

she would close her eyes and pretend to be dead. Lennon was so angry that he wanted to give her two punches,

but the little girl was thin and weak. It was estimated that she would cry for a long time, so he tried his best to hold

it back.

"I've already informed them," Lennon said, "I've tried my best to arrange a better place for you, but the detention

center... is not a very good place. Take care of yourself."

Crystal nodded gently.

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The pick-up car had arrived at the door. Lennon personally led Crystal over and handed a cigarette to his friend

from the detention center. He said, "This little girl is very pitiful. Take good care of her."

"What are you talking about, Officer Lennon?" The man said with a smile, "We know about her. Don't worry."

Lennon patted Crystal on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead."

Crystal bowed to him, which stunned Lennon. He coughed and touched his nose. "It's rare to see such a polite child.

You..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the roar of a motorcycle. Lennon immediately stood in front of

Crystal, watching the Harley drift in the open space in front of the gate of the municipal public security bureau and

steadily stop three meters away.

The rider took off his helmet, revealing an exquisite and beautiful face, but his face looked a little sick. There were a

few blood marks on the side of his face, which looked like he had been whipped before.