Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Antony knocked on the door of the study before entering. The sound of the rain outside poured into the quiet study. The thin smoke from the incense burner was blown away by the wind. Antony could only smell the faint fragrance.

"It's late. Why aren't you sleeping?" Daxton sat in front of the desk with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. As he was reading some documents when Antony came in, he didn't even raise his head. Antony closed the door, asking, "Dad, you haven't slept, have you?"

Daxton put down the document and looked up at his son. "What can I do for you?"

Antony hesitated for a moment before saying, "Corey has abducted Crystal... You've already known this, I suppose?"

"Yes," Daxton picked up his teacup and took a sip of the warm tea. "What's wrong?"

Antony didn't know why he was here either. Daxton had made it clear that he didn't want to care. about Crystal. Why did he still insist to ask about her?

"Corey Joyce is a lunatic, and he has a grudge against Harold. Crystal..." Thinking of Crystal's delicate crying face, Antony said, "Crystal is the daughter of the Evans family. Are we really going to ignore her?"

He was afraid that Daxton would get angry when he mentioned Crystal. Originally, the Evans' children were in awe of their father, but they weren't close him. Once he mentioned Crystal, it was hard to avoid the relation with their mother's death.

Daxton was calm. He just put down his teacup and asked, "How do you want to care about this?" "Of course, we're going to the Joyce family to take her back." Antony said, "Corey disrespected the White and insulted the Evans family altogether. You..."

Daxton closed the folder and said, "I've said it before. She's been sent to the White family, and now she's the matter of the White family. I don't care."

Antony felt a chill in his heart. He said in a low voice, "Dad, sometimes I think... it's unfair to Crystal." "She didn't have the right to choose when or where she was born, but after that, she's had to bear so much."

Daxton said coldly, "It's true that she still doesn't have the right to choose, but I do." "Dad!" Antony said, "Even if you can't love her, she is still your biological daughter!"

Daxton turned to look at his son. "I remember that you don't like her."

"I..." Antony choked, "I really don't like her. I just feel that this isn't fair."

Daxton said coldly, "Since you don't like her, you shouldn't care much."

"But-"When Antony was about to say something, the door was suddenly pushed open. Dora came in. She seemed to not see the surging undercurrents between the two men in the room, asking, "Dad, Antony, you're still awake. I brought some late-night snacks. Would you like some?"

Only then did Antony realize that he had almost quarreled with Daxton because of Crystal. He pursed his lips and said, "There's no need. I'm going to sleep soon."

Then, he quickly left the study. Dora put down the tray and called after him, "Antony?"

She turned to Daxton and said, "Dad, I'll go check him."

"Okay."

Dora hurriedly chased after Antony. "Antony! Antony, wait for me!"

Antony forced a smile. "Dora, it's getting late. Go back and sleep."

"Antony, what's wrong with you?" Dora asked worriedly. "Everything is okay. Why are you going against Dad? Don't you know his temper...

"If it weren't for the housekeeper who saw that there was something wrong between you and him and asked me to come over, you would have quarreled with him by now." Antony said with a cold face, "I didn't intend to quarrel with him."