Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 315

“How can you say that about the little kitten?” Crystal said, “The little kitten will be sad if it hears that.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Corey said, “Little kitten? It’s older than you if it were a human.”

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Crystal touched Peggie’s head and said, “But it looks like a little kitten.”

“It’s time for it to take a walk.” Corey glanced at the servant. The servant hurried over to fetch the leash. Corey tossed the leash to Crystal. “Come here.”

Crystal asked, “Does it need a walk?”

“It’s different from other cats.” Corey said, “If it doesn’t take a walk when the time comes, it will howl for a night.”

Crystal looked at Peggie with admiration. “I didn’t expect you to have such a good voice.”

She put the leash on Peggie, and Peggie walked out familiarly. Crystal followed it and asked, “How long will it take? I can’t go back too late.”

Corey raised an eyebrow. “Are you afraid that Harold will suspect that you have an affair with me?” “…” Crystal said, “I just don’t want the driver to get off work too late.”

Paul had his own family. She would be embarrassed to call him over in the middle of the night if she needed a ride.

“Harold has been quite busy recently.” Corey’s hands were in his pockets, and there was a faint mocking expression on his face.

“How do you know?”

“Who doesn’t know that he’s reorganizing the company?” Corey looked down at Peggie’s tail and said, “I even suspect that the reason why Harold pretended to be dead was to drag Mark down in name only, and then use this as an excuse to completely get rid of the scum from the company.” Crystal concentrated on the cat. “Really? I didn’t know.”

Corey said, “You sleep with Harold every day. Don’t you know these things? It seems that Harold is very wary of you.”

Crystal said confidently, “Even if he tells me these, I wouldn’t understand.” Corey, “…”

I made a mistake. I forgot that Crystal might be a fool.

Suddenly, Peggie stopped in its tracks, its back arched, and a threatening sound came out of its throat- this was the instinctive reaction of a cat when it encountered something it feared. Crystal raised her head and saw a group of people walking over. The one leading them was a woman in a short dress. Crystal did not know why she still had to style herself and put on makeup even when her belly was already very big. The pair of high heels on her feet were at least 11 centimeters tail.

The man next to her was holding a cane and looking at her carefully, for fear that she would fall. Behind them were several tall bodyguards in black, showing their extraordinary identities. “Corey!” The woman called out softly. “You haven’t been home for a long time. Your father and I

came to see you.”

Crystal, “…?”

Crystal looked at Corey in shock. “This is… your mother?”

Looking at Crystal’s shocked expression, Corey’s irritation from the appearance of this group of people had turned into silence. He said with a dark face, “… stepmother.”

Crystal sized up the woman and then looked at the old man beside her, who was supporting her. This should be Corey’s biological father.

“Alda is talking to you!” Eric said with a cold face, “You’ve been educated for so many years. What’s with your attitude when the elders talk to you?”

Corey let out a smile. “If my mother had spoken to me like this, I wouldn’t have treated her like this. It’s a pity that she died early.”

“You!” Eric raised his crutch and was about to hit him. Alda quickly stopped him. “Why did you do it again? Didn’t we agree to have a good talk?”