Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 734

Chapter 734

Crystal had a strange dream.

In her dream, she stood in the small yard of the Haye residence. She was very young, about two or three years old, and she couldn't remember a lot of things.

Human memory was a very magical thing. When you thought you had forgotten it, in fact, it was just buried in the deepest place, and you would suddenly think of it when you saw a familiar scene.

The torrential rain from the day before yesterday resonated with the sound of the rain hitting the surface of the umbrella. She stood behind someone and saw a group of adults entering the Haye family. They were all too tall for Crystal to see their faces clearly. However, there was a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old and was wearing a beautiful floral skirt.

The adults went in to talk about something. The little girl looked at her for a long time before she finally came over and asked in a soft voice, "Are you Crystal?"

Crystal was very shy. She was too embarrassed to raise her head to look at the other party. She replied with a muffled "hmm".

Perhaps she was too short. The little girl squatted down, opened her white and tender palm, and said, "Here, I'll treat you a candy."

Crystal finally looked up and saw the little girl's face.

Her limpid eyes and petal-like lips made her look as gentle as water. Even though she was young, it could be seen that she was definitely a beauty.

Crystal was stunned at that moment.

She had seen... seen this face before.

To be exact, she had seen how this face looked like after she grew up.

The corners of her eyes would be a little longer, and the tip of her nose would be slightly raised. There would be a little bit of lip bead. She looked very classical and dignified, like an elegant girl in an ancient painting.

-That was Sadie when she was young.

Marcus sat on the carpet of the apartment, with a pile of messy things beside him.

He repeatedly read through the documents sent over by Natalie. Suddenly, his phone started to ring. He answered the call, and the other party's voice was extremely anxious. "Marcus, I have spent the whole night to finally recover the photo that you sent me... It's too old and damaged. I can't guarantee that it's the same. However, I've restored 80% to 90% of it. Do you want me to send you the electronic file now?"

Marcus stopped and said, "Okay, send it to me. Thank you. I'll treat you to dinner on one of the days."

"There's no need to be so polite." The other party hung up the phone and quickly sent a photo over.

When Marcus clicked open the photo, he saw that the little girl whose face was covered by the yellowish color had her face revealed. Her oval face and limpid eyes showed her extraordinary beauty at the age of three or four.

"..." Marcus closed his eyes and opened the album he had found before. He took out one of them and made a comparison. Her eyebrows, outline, and bone shape were exactly the same person. "...Sadie." Marcus leaned back on the sofa and slowly spat out the name, "Sadie."

Why were you involved in what happened back then?

When Crystal woke up the next day, she was held in Harold's arms.

She rubbed her face against his chest, and her voice was still a little confused. "I had a very strange dream last night."

"Hmm?" Perhaps it was because he had slept too late last night, Harold was still not fully awake. He wrapped his arm around Crystal's waist and asked, "What did you dream of? Me?"

"..." Crystal said, "Why would I dream of you?"

She was puzzled and said, "I dreamed of Sadie."

Harold opened his eyes. "Sadie?"

"Yes." Crystal said, "Don't you think it's strange? I dreamed that she appeared in the Haye residence and gave me candy to eat."