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Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 674
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Chapter 674

Crystal carefully counted on her fingers. Given that Roy was Harold’s cousin, the little boy in front of her is Roy’s nephew, and the “aunt” the little boy referred to was likely Leilani.

She blinked her eyes and asked, “Kid, why do you say that?”

The child tugged at the hem of Roy’s clothes and whispered to Crystal, “Grandma said that this uncle was here to collect debts. Grand-aunt died because she gave birth to him.”

Crystal was speechless.

It was more or less inappropriate for an elder to talk to the child like this.

Roy said, “Jewel, don’t talk nonsense. Your Grandma is too old to remember things clearly.”

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Jewel pouted. “But Grandma…”

Roy looked down at him and asked, “But what?”

Jewel did not dare to continue.

He liked his uncle very much, but his uncle was very horrible when he was angry. Even his grandfather was afraid of him, so he didn’t have the courage to provoke him.

Roy explained to Crystal, “This is my cousin’s child. He’s young and immature. Don’t mind him.” Crystal glanced at Harold and found that he didn’t care at all. She said, “It’s okay, he is still young.”

Roy and Harold may share half of the Grecic family’s blood, but their appearance was only slightly similar, perhaps twenty or thirty percent. When the two were together, their styles were completely different. They even lacked basic courtesy when greeting each other, which reflected the deep estrangement between the Grecic and White families.

However, it was not surprising given that the elders of the Grecic family spoke ill of Harold to Jewel, a seven or eight-year-old child, calling him a debt collector. This suggested that Harold was likely to be greatly disliked within the Grecic family. If Roy had a good relationship with Harold, then that would be suspicious.

“If I remember correctly, you should be in military training at this time?” Roy ignored Harold and asked Crystal in a gentle voice, “Is the military training over?”

“No.” Crystal subconsciously looked at her arm and found that the gauze was tightly covered by the loose coat sleeves. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, “It’s raining heavily today and I can’t train, so I sneaked out to play.”

If Roy saw her wound, he would definitely be worried. When she was a child, if she had suffered some injuries, Roy would be very unhappy.

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“So that’s how it is.” Roy said gently, “You should hurry up and play then. I have to go back with Jewel. Otherwise, his parents will be worried… By the way, didn’t you want a limited edition book before? My friend bought it. When you finish your military training, I’ll treat you to dinner and bring it to you.”

Crystal nodded without thinking. “Okay.”

Roy nodded and led Jewel out of the arcade. Jewel followed him, step by step, and after a while, he mustered the courage to speak. “Uncle Roy… we just got here and we haven’t even played any games yet. Why do we have to go back so soon? And my parents won’t worry if they know I’m with you.”

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“I’ve got someone to buy you a gaming console,” Roy said in a gentle voice. “Let’s go back and play.”

Jewel felt that Roy was a little strange, so he didn’t dare to ask more. He replied with an “oh” and obediently waited for the elevator with him.

With a ding, the elevator arrived. Roy turned around and looked in the direction of the arcade. He saw Crystal bending over to fiddle with the joystick.

“Uncle.” Jewel tugged at the corner of his shirt. “The elevator is here.”

“Yes.” Roy lowered his eyelashes slightly and said lightly, “Let’s go.”

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