Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 790

Chapter 790

Crystal was a little slow to recall that this person and Harold were against each other.

They would fight the moment they saw each other.

"You're so petty." Crystal curled her lips. "You don't know how to be tolerant and magnanimous at all."

Corey was so angry that he laughed. "Then why didn't you try to persuade Harold to be magnanimous?"

Crystal said confidently, "There must be something wrong with you that he doesn't like you."

Corey was speechless.

He really wanted to throw her out of the car right now.

Corey was about to say something when he suddenly stopped. Confused, Crystal asked, "What's wrong with you? Have you decided to make peace with Harold?"

This was an intersection, and there was a red light in front of them. From the window on the left where Corey sat, he could see that it was facing a snack street. The snack street outside the university was almost the same. There were carts and stalls everywhere. However, because of the holiday, it seemed a little deserted, but some students who had not gone home were shopping.

Crystal followed his line of sight and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Corey pressed the space between his eyebrows and said, "... I must have seen it wrong."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought that the girl he had just caught a glimpse of... was just like Felicia.

To be exact, it was the grown-up Felicia.

She looked very similar to Mrs. Coombs since she was a child. When she grew up, she should look a lot like her too.

Just now, he only saw her side face. When he looked at her roughly, he felt that she looked like Mrs. Coombs. But now, after thinking about it carefully, he found that she was actually quite similar to his mother in memory.

The car left the intersection and was driven all the way to Corey's apartment. However, as soon as it reached a road with little traffic, Crystal said, "Something's not right."

"Hmm?"

Crystal said, "I think the car behind us has been following us. The black Volkswagen."

Corey laughed. "I didn't expect you to be so sharp."

Crystal's eyes widened. "Is someone really following us?"

"They're just a bunch of hyenas rushing over after smelling the smell." Corey's gaze became a little colder, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice. "Otherwise, why would I let you get in the car? I was just thinking that if you died, Harold would avenge you and avenge me as well."

II II

Crystal said, "This car only started following us after crossing the intersection. You asked me to get in the car before they followed us. Will you die if you talk nicely? I now know why you don't have any friends." "... I didn't expect you to start attacking me." Corey chuckled and said, "And, who told you that I don't have friends?"

Crystal said, "I can tell anyway. I don't feel like becoming your friend."

Corey was speechless.

He said, "Forget it. I don't want to argue with you."

Crystal tugged at her seat belt. "Why are they following you?"

"To seek revenge." Corey glanced sideways at Crystal. "Are you afraid?"

Crystal said peacefully, "If something were to happen to me in your car, Harold would definitely not let you off."

Corey clicked his tongue. He glanced at the black Volkswagen through the rearview mirror, which had been following him closely, and said, "Even if Harold takes a helicopter to come here at this time, it would be too late."

"Ah?"

"They're going to take action," said Corey.

At this time, there were very few cars on the road. After all, the location of Corey's apartment was good and quiet, which meant that there were few people in this area. There were not a lot of cars on this road usually, let alone today, a holiday. Everyone had gone to the center of the city or the scenic spots. No one would be so idle to come to visit the area where they couldn't afford to buy a house.