Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 947
"Do you feel uncomfortable now?” In fact, it was not because she felt bad for Crystal. It was disgusting for them to talk about
someone who was dead. In addition, she also disliked Dora very much. "Weren't you talking about her before?"
The expressions of the people around Dora did not look good.
It was the initiator of the tea party who stepped forward and tried to smooth things over. Both of them didn't say anything else for
the sake of the initiator.
Dora held her breath in her heart. She knew that although the people present did not dare to say anything now, they would
definitely talk about it in private. Although there were so many people supporting her now, there were some people who wanted
her to fall from this position so that they could replace her.
She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Harold. "Master White, are you talking about the cooperation case in
Century Pearl today?"
After a long while, the other party replied with a full stop.
But this was already enough to make Dora happy. She quickly replied. "I am now at Cloud Business Center. Can you come to
pick me up after you have finished the cooperation case? The family driver suddenly has something urgent."
Of course, the family driver didn't have anything urgent to deal with. She just wanted Harold to pick her up so that she could
show Stacie and others that she and Harold were on good terms, unlike the rumor.
In fact, after the message was sent out, Dora was a little nervous. She had tried her best not to send too many messages to
Harold. After all, she knew that Harold liked quiet and well-behaved people, but there were only a few messages, and Harold
rarely replied.
Dora didn't find it strange. After all, Harold was an extremely cold person. It could be seen from the fact that he had given up
Crystal without hesitation two years ago that it was already very rare for Harold to be willing to return to her.
About five minutes later, another message popped up on her phone. "Okay."
''..." Dora took a deep breath. She almost suspected that she had seen it wrongly. The person sitting beside her hurriedly asked,
"Dora? What's wrong with you, Dora?"

"Nothing." Dora had a smile on her face. "I just received a message from Master White."
Someone hurriedly asked, "Master White? What did Master White tell you to make you so happy?"
Dora shyly pursed her lips and said, "In fact, it's nothing... He just said that he will pick me up after he finishes talking about the
cooperation. I may have to leave early today. I'm sorry."
All of a sudden, there was a burst of cheers. "Master White will be coming to pick you up in person?! Oh my god, you two are so
close, aren't you? Don't you have a driver?"
"You're so lucky..."
"In your current state, it doesn't matter whether you are engaged or not."
Dora merely lowered her head and smiled sheepishly. Stacie snorted coldly.
In the underground parking lot.
After Luke got out of the car, he opened the car door for Harold. When he looked up, he saw a thin woman in a long dress not far
away slowly walking toward the elevator. The woman was wearing a facial mask and a hat. Luke did not think much about it and
continued to talk about the previous things to Harold,"... They refused to give in to that case. At present, they're unwilling to
reduce the price..."
Before he could finish his words, the woman who was passing by them suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. She screamed.
Luke paused and stepped forward to help her up. "Miss, are you okay?"
The woman lowered her head weakly, but the corners of her mouth under the mask were raised. She pulled the trigger of the
pistol she held and pressed it against Luke's chest. In a soft voice, she said, "I'm fine.
You're the one who's not."
Luke's expression turned cold in an instant. Natalie laughed and said, "Don't move, or I won't take responsibility."
Luke seemed to have realized something and immediately said, "Master White—"
300 meters away, the person who was lying on the roof of the car decisively pulled the trigger. With a "bang", a dull sound
sounded in the garage, and the 7.62Nato bullet was coming with the momentum of thunder.