Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 386

Chapter 386

"Okay." Harold gently kissed her on her eyelid and said in a very soft voice, "Let's not think about it anymore."

How could Crystal not think about it? The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. In the past, no one felt sorry for her, so she endured it. Now that someone was coaxing her, she could not bear it anymore. She said in a muffled and tearful voice, "I think I may have a nightmare tonight." Harold said, "I'll be there in your dream. Don't be afraid."

Crystal's long eyelashes were stuck with tears. She couldn't see clearly when she looked at Harold, but when she looked at the outline of this man, she felt very safe.

"Then you must appear in my dream." Crystal stretched out a finger. "Let's make a pinky promise." Harold paused for a moment, then made a pinky promise to her and said, "Think about me more during the day, and you'll dream of me at night."

"Then I will definitely miss you very much." Crystal buried her face in Harold's arms. Hearing his heartbeat, she whispered, "Let's go back, okay? I think I can still smell blood."

"Okay." Harold walked out with her in his arms.

By this time, almost all the visitors in the park had run away. It was quiet, and the continuous lights outlined a fairy tale paradise. However, because of the quietness at this time, it showed a kind of absurd strangeness.

The night wind was bleak. Harold carried Crystal to the exit. At this time, there was already a row of black cars waiting outside. Luke stood at the door with no expression on his face. When he saw the two people coming out, he hurriedly said, "Master, Young Madam, you..."

"I'm fine," Harold said. "How did the investigation go?"

Luke said, "Our people have guarded every exit as soon as we received the news. We haven't found anyone yet."

Luke hesitated for a moment and said, "We're still investigating the woman who was hanging on the Turbo Drop. We should be able to replace something by tomorrow morning...

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a soft voice. "I know who she is." Crystal raised her head, pursed her lips, and said, "I saw her being tied up." Luke asked, "Is it someone you know?"

"Yes." Crystal nodded gently and said, “It's Jacqueline.”

Luke was stunned....Jacqueline?"

Crystal stopped talking.

Harold patted her back comfortingly and said to Luke, "Let's talk about it later. Ask the doctor to wait in Flower Land."

Luke nodded. He understood the impact of this incident on Crystal. It was already terrifying enough to witness a stranger being blown up, let alone a person whom she had met and spoken with. Her fear would only be doubled.

Even a man who used to be a soldier would be afraid of that kind of scene. It was a miracle that

Crystal was not scared crazy. At this time, asking more questions would only make her recall that scene again and again.

Harold put Crystal into the car and got in as well. Luke drove the black Bentley toward Flower Land, but the rest of the cars did not follow them.

When the Bentley had been driven away, the people in the cars got off in order. The leader looked down at the time and said, "Master has told us to clean it up before dawn, and we can't leave any traces. If we can't do it..."

He didn't continue. Instead, he looked up at the dark night and said, "Let's go."

In the dark night, dozens of people in black clothes looked murderous and they silently entered the park. A helicopter took off in the distance and streaked across the dark sky. The loud roar awakened the birds and they fled in all directions.