Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 303

Chapter 303

Anaya froze.

They did not have any evidence.

Herman smiled and said, "But... if you two are willing to accompany us. I don't mind paying this old man a few hundred dollars."

He reached out his hand lightly, wanting to pinch Crystal's chin. Crystal quickly took a step back.

Harold also liked to pinch her chin, but when Harold did this. Crystal felt that he was so handsome. How could it be so disgusting when Herman did it?

Herman's hand missed its target, and his face immediately darkened. "What? You're refusing me? Fine. I'll drag both of you away. I won't give you any money, and I'll beat this old man up too. What can you do to me?!"

As soon as he raised his hand, seven or eight strong men behind him, whose hair was dyed and had tattoos, stood up. All of them were good at fighting.

Anaya was so frightened that she trembled slightly. She tugged at the corner of Crystal's clothes and asked softly, "Why haven't your reinforcements come yet? Are things getting out of your control?" Crystal looked at the time. "Soon..."

It was the first time Herman was ignored. He immediately cursed and reached out to grab Crystal's arm. "What's the hurry? Damn b*tch, I'll sleep you today... F*ck!"

Herman took two steps back and almost knocked over the table. He covered his hands and looked ferocious. "Who dares to hit me?"

"Who allowed you to touch my younger sister?" Antony's expression was dark as he stood in front of Crystal. He looked at the scoundrel Herman and felt a little regretful that he had only used twenty percent of his strength. This bastard should have been crippled by him.

"You're finally here." Crystal breathed a sigh of relief. "If you don't come soon. Anaya and I will be on the social news. I've already thought of the title. It's called 'Two young women tried to help an old man to ask for money but were not successful. Instead, they were dragged away by a group of scammers on the street. Is this moral destruction or loss of human nature..."

Antony covered her mouth. "If you don't know how to talk, then don't talk. I'm slow? I didn't even finish my meal before I rushed over!"

Crystal pushed his hand away. "I'm not complaining about you, but Herman looks like he's going to explode. in anger... Why don't you focus on fighting?"

Antony moved Crystal behind him. He crossed his arms and looked at Herman. "You're the one who wants. to touch my sister, aren't you? Do you want to cut off your arm, or do you want me to help you? If I do it..." He smiled and said. "It'll be more than one."

When Herman saw that Antony was dressed like a rich young master and had a face of a toy boy, he immediately thought that he was just trying to stand up for her. He said with a cold face. "What high- sounding sentiments. Why don't you ask who is the boss of this street?"

"A good-for-nothing like you?" Antony snorted. "When I was in the gang back then, you were still playing with mud."

He had been a problem child since he was young. He was a bully in kindergarten, primary school, junior high school, and senior high school. After he went to college, he restrained himself a little and no longer often fought with others. However, people often visit Antony's hideout to ask for his protection. Unfortunately, there was not a single hideout that was nearby where Antony was studying. Otherwise, no matter how ignorant Herman was, he would not dare to provoke Antony.

Herman snorted and said. "A toy boy like you?!"

This sentence stepped on Antony's sore spot. His appearance was indeed exquisite and handsome, a little similar to Chloe's. When he was young, there were always people who regarded him as a little girl.