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Chapter 801
After returning in the evening, Crystal studied how to make the shells she picked up during the day into wind bells.
Although she was not good with art, maybe it was because she had been working as a farmer since she was a child,
she was pretty skillful at making these little things. After over an hour, she made a string of beautiful wind bells with
shells.
Crystal rushed to show it to Harold. Seeing her eager eyes, Harold praised her for being talented. Crystal was very
happy and hung up her hard work in the room. As a result, it was so noisy that she could not fall asleep at all at
night, so she had to get up and put it away with dark circles under her eyes.
Maybe it was because Harold didn't do anything to her last night, Crystal woke up early the next day. After
breakfast, she saw Larry sitting on the beach and looking at the sea in a daze. Crystal leaned over and asked, "Mr.
Reynes? What's wrong with you?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLarry seemed to have just woken up from a dream and was a little stunned."... It seems that I remembered what
happened in the past, but I suddenly forgot all about it."
He looked behind Crystal and asked, "Where's Harold?"
"Call him." Crystal frowned and felt a little depressed. "He has been really busy recently."
Larry knew that Leo had been killed yesterday, so he was actually very worried. However, he was naturally
optimistic and said, "Recently, the White Group has been on the verge of collapse and those people are almost
done dealing with it. It's normal for him to be busy recently."
"Those people?"
Larry said, "The stock price of the White Group has dropped sharply. Someone took the opportunity to sell it at a
low price. There are traitors in the company. Obviously, they want the White Group to change its name... But you
don't have to worry. Harold was the one who acquiesced in these things."
Crystal looked at him curiously. "Why?"
Larry hesitated for a moment and said, "Should I say that it's... a kind of compensation?"
He stood up and stretched, saying, "It's always hard to guess what he is thinking. I can't say for sure, but even if he
goes bankrupt, he will definitely be able to support you." He smiled and lowered his eyes as he patted Crystal's
head, saying, "Don't worry."
Crystal,"..."
Crystal was depressed. "Don't you know that beating someone's head will make one stupid?"
"Don't push your lack of intelligence to some groundless folk legends." Larry's fringe was blown by the salty sea
breeze, revealing his smooth forehead. His eyes and brows were unique. It was obvious that he was just speaking
normally, but he appeared very gentle and affectionate.
Even if he was not the only son of the Reynes family or if he was a poor man, someone would still be willing to be
with him for his face.
But Crystal didn't buy it. She stood on the chair and patted Larry's head three times. "I'm a superstitious person.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYou're not allowed to hit my head!"
Larry crossed his arms and said, "Don't you feel ashamed that you have to stand on the chair and hit me."
Crystal said, "Then squat down and let me beat you."
Larry asked, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"I think you're quite stupid."
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Mr. Reynes's new girlfriend was standing not far away. She took out her mobile phone and secretly took a picture
and sent it out. The other party did not reply.
She deleted the photos and chat history on her phone to make sure that there were no traces. Then she walked
over with a smile and participated in the chat.
At the same time, in the dim living room, the cell phone on the coffee table rang. A slender hand picked it up,
opened the photo, and looked at it for a long time. Then he murmured, "You seem to be very happy." "But I'm not
happy."