Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Crystal hesitated for a while. In the end, she climbed on his back, asking warily, "You won't throw me into a corner and beat me up, will you?"

Antony was rendered speechless. "I don't need to replace a corner to hit you. I can do it right now!" Crystal didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. Antony got up and found that the girl was so light. He couldn't help frowning, "Did you have air as meals? You're so light!"

After a long while, the person on his back did not speak. Antony said irritably, "Are you mute? Speak!"

Crystal finally spoke. "I didn't eat air. It's just that I wasn't well-fed when I was small."

"No matter how poor that village is, they should be able to feed you. We don't have any famine!" Crystal nestled her head on Antony's shoulder. It was a wonderful feeling. So, having a brother felt like this. Although he was a little aggressive, it was good to have someone to bicker with. In the past, she could only occasionally chat with the pigs while feeding them.

She was not a girl who loved to bear grudges. She instantly forgot her previous unhappiness. "They hate me, so they didn't give me food."

Antony thought that she was talking nonsense, so he didn't take it seriously. After walking for a while, he said, "I have offended Madam White. I took you away today because I was afraid that she would vent her anger on you."

Crystal paused for a moment. "Why are you so kind?"

"Don't you know how to speak?" Antony snorted. "If I had known earlier, I would have left and let those people bully you to death."

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"Is Madam White that scary?" Crystal scratched her head, looking as if she hadn't seen much of the world.

"What do you think? That old woman could even force her daughter-in-law to death. You're just a little girl. She could kill you a hundred times." Madam White had two sons. Her eldest daughter-in-law was dead many years ago, and only her second daughter-in-law, Freda Garcia, was alive. Crystal thought about it. "Was that Master White's mother?"

"Yes." Antony carried her on his back and walked on the winding corridor. His voice blended softly into the night. "After Mrs. White killed herself, the entire White family was plunged into a haze. From then on, Harold no longer recognized his relatives, and his style of doing things became more and more ruthlessly cold-blooded."

Crystal's heart ached. "Master White is too pitiful."

Antony's tone suddenly changed. "Do you really feel sorry for him?"

"Yes, he lost his mother since he was a child."

"That was when he was young. After he grew up, his hands were stained with the blood of an unknown number of people. In short, whoever becomes the heir of the White family must be ruthless and heartless." Antony felt that he had said too much. "Alas, why should I tell you this?

Anyway, he is dead."

After a while, they finally arrived at Crystal's room, which was just like an ordinary guest room. There was no fancy decoration. Antony reminded her again, "You have to remember what I told you just now. Don't let yourself be killed without knowing the cause."

Crystal looked at him. "Don't you dislike me? Why do you care about me?"

Antony turned his face away, feeling awkward. "Do you think I want too... Alright, we are related by blood."

"All in all, just remember what I said." Antony added, "When Mom died, I just learned to walk, but our big brother and second brother were different. They loved Mom as much as Dad did. Back then, when the doctor asked our family whether to keep the mother or the baby, Dad didn't even think to answer 'the mother. It was Mom who insisted on giving birth to you. That's how you survived..." There were tears in his eyes as he spoke. In the next few years, Dad had always disliked Dora. Four years ago, when they knew that we had picked up the wrong baby, our brothers' attitude was relaxed a little bit... But now, as you've returned to the Evans family, you're in great danger."