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Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 368
Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 368
Spoil My Sweet Widow Novel Chapter 368
Chapter 368
Clint sat in the reception room and waited for a long time before Harold finally came in.
“Big brother.” Clint stood up and shouted.
“Mm.” Harold sat down on the sofa and said, “Have a seat.”
Clint sat down and said, “I’m not here for Cyril.”
Harold smiled. “I don’t think you’re that stupid.”
Just like what Kimberly had said, Clint was more like the eldest family’s bloodline. In some aspects, he was very similar to Harold. He had lived a particularly sober life since he was a child. When the second family was on bad terms with Harold, Clint was the only one who had always treated Harold as his own older brother. Their relationship had been rather good over the years.
“I know that you are going to do something to the second family.” Clint whispered, “They have done. something wrong. I will not plead for them, but I hope you can let go of the third sister. She is not smart, but she is not very bad.”
Harold didn’t say anything.
Clint continued, “I know that Third Sister has done something wrong. She almost killed Eldest Sister- in-Law. I can apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness. And… Third Sister has already paid the price.”
“I have always sought revenge on the spot,” Harold said. “I taught her a lesson by locking her up in the cage. As long as she knows how to behave herself in the future, I won’t bring this up again.” Clint heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you, big brother.”
Harold rested his elbow on the sofa and rested his index finger on his temple. He looked at the tall buildings outside the French window and said, “You don’t have to thank me. I just don’t want your sister-in-law to see blood.”
Clint smiled and said, “I didn’t expect that you would really be interested in the Fifth Miss of the Evans family… It shouldn’t be just me. Everyone in Fairby didn’t expect this.”
“She’s different from the people in this prosperous city.” Harold didn’t want to say more and said, “Have you thought of what I told you before about joining the company?”
Clint shook his head. “If I were in the White Group, my mother would always have wishful thinking. I don’t want to fight for anything with you. These are all yours.”
Harold gave a mocking smile. “When I was asked to take over this mess, no one asked me if I wanted it.”
Clint was silent for a moment, then said, “The day of aunt’s death anniversary is coming. Are you still not going to visit her tomb this year?”
“There’s someone I don’t want to see, so I won’t go.” Harold said coldly, “Just help me to send a bouquet of flowers over. She likes tulips with white heavy petals.”
“After so many years, are you still not willing to reconcile?” Clint said, “After all, you are father and
son.”
“You and Mark are father and son as well,” Harold said.
Clint hesitated for a moment before saying, “When our family held the funeral for you, Eldest Uncle
didn’t show up. Maybe he just guessed that you weren’t dead, not…”
Harold raised his hand and made a gesture of stopping, saying, “If he really came to my grave and cried, I would feel sick.”
His eyes were very cold, like the ice and snow that had never melted. He lowered his long eyelashes and said in a mocking voice, “He has chanted Buddhism for more than ten years. I want to know if the Buddha will forgive him for what he’s done.”
“The Old Madam still can’t sleep at night and is haunted by injustice, let alone the real executioner, Antonio.”
“Buddha has a pair of merciful eyes, but he can also see the right and wrong. Even if he continues chanting for another hundred years, he will still be punished after he dies.”
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