Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 725

Chapter 725

Although Madam Kyla was confused, she still cared about her face in front of her grandson. She looked at the cake and said, "Forget it... Take it away."

The servants seemed to have been granted amnesty and quickly removed the cake.

Crystal stood five or six meters away and looked at the side of Marcus's face.

At this time, he was very different from usual. His facial features were relaxed, his expression was natural, and there was a gentle light in his eyes. This was the real gentle appearance of Marcus.

"Madam Kyla loves Mr. Evans very much." Helena stood beside her and said, "No matter how old he is, she always coaxes him like a child. Every time he comes, she prepares a lot of delicious food for him. She is worried that he won't be able to eat well and wear warm clothes."

Crystal glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Helena smiled. "You seem to be very hostile to me? I'm sorry about my behavior in the White family in the past..."

Before she could finish her words, Marcus said to Crystal, "Come here."

"Oh." Crystal replied and walked over quickly. Marcus said to Madam Kyla, "Grandma, this is the embroidery artist from last time. Do you still remember her?"

Madam Kyla turned her head. She probably recognized Crystal as Chloe and excitedly grabbed Crystal's hand. But soon, she was stunned again and said, "Yes, I remember, I remember."

"She has a way to fix the wedding dress," Marcus said softly. "Grandma, my mother's last wish is granted."

Madam Kyla was stunned for a long time before she said happily, "Good, good!"

"If it can be fixed... if it can be fixed, I can die in peace then!"

Crystal took out the design draft from her bag and said, "Look, is the embroidery on that wedding dress like this?"

Marcus took the spectacle from the cabinet and put it on the old lady. Madam Kyla looked at it carefully for a long time and nodded. "Yes... yes."

Crystal breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since I have found the embroidery design, I can fix it."

No one knew what Madam Kyla was thinking. She stared at the void, lost in thought. After a while, she said, "Marcus... Take this girl to get the wedding dress."

Marcus agreed. He stood up and said to Crystal, "Follow me."

Crystal followed him and stuffed the design draft into her bag as he walked. "Slow down... I can't keep up with you!"

Marcus stopped and looked down at her. "Your legs are short, but you blame others for walking fast?"

Crystal was attacked for her height and was very indignant. "That's... that's because I didn't get enough nutrition when I was a child, otherwise I could have grown to 1.8 meters like you all." Marcus had a strange expression on his face. "If you grow up to 1.8 meters... Are you planning to be Harold's brother?"

Crystal was speechless.

Although he had mocked Crystal, Marcus did slow down his pace. The two of them walked through the long corridor, with the post-rain wind bringing a chill and stirring up the fallen leaves in the courtyard. As they said, "a falling leaf reveals the coming of autumn" and even though it was only early September, the leaves in the north had already begun to f al I.Although Crystal was ridiculed, Marcus indeed slowed down. The two walked through the long corridor. The wind was cold after the rain, and the fallen leaves in the court were rolled up. It was said that it was only the beginning of September, but the leaves in the north had begun to fall.

Crystal followed Marcus and asked, "Did you often come to the Kyla family when you were young?"

"No," Marcus said lightly. "My mother and my grandfather were not too close."

It was nice to say that they had an average relationship. The truth was that there was a lot of conflict between the father and daughter of the Kyla family. If it weren't for Madam Kyla mediating between them, they would probably have fallen out long ago.

Since Chloe hardly returned to her parents' home after she got married, she naturally wouldn't send the child back.

Crystal replied with an "oh" and walked forward, thinking about something. Marcus stopped unexpectedly.

Crystal was caught off guard and bumped into his stiff back with a thud.