Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 270

The weather was unpredictable in June. In the morning, the sky was still clear. In the afternoon, a few dark clouds suddenly floated over and covered half of Fairby. The sky was gloomy, indicating that it was going to rain. Finally, at three o’clock in the afternoon, the pouring rain suddenly came, making the sun-wilted plants in the countryside even more pitiful.

The large warehouse had been abandoned for many years and had been dilapidated all year round. Many parts of the roof were broken. When the rain fell, drops of water dripped down, which was very annoying, not to mention the strong wind and thunder outside.

The rumbling thunder was like a drum in someone’s heart. It was violent and difficult to calm down. Mark said loudly in the rain, “I’ve got the equity transfer agreement. Now you should let me see some blood, right?”

Luke’s eyes darkened as he looked at Harold.

However, Harold was still calm and composed. His eyes were long and narrow, and his eyelashes were long and straight. They were not curly or soft at all. On the contrary, they looked as cold as swords. He raised his thin eyelids, and his eyes reflected Mark’s ferocious facial features. He said in a calm voice, “Let her go after this stab.”

“Of course.” Mark was extremely excited. “Do it!”

Crystal shook her head desperately. Her mouth was taped and she could not make a sound, but the tears in her eyes kept falling like broken pearls, which made people’s hearts ache.

Harold said, “Don’t cry.”

However, Crystal cried even harder.

Harold sighed softly.

How could there be such a delicate little girl like Crystal in this world?

With a little strength, a mark would be left on her skin. She would cry and throw a tantrum at any time.

She was so delicate, but she was tied up so high, and her face was dirty. No one knew if she was hurt.

She must be very scared.

She was obviously so scared, but she still told him with her tearful eyes, “No.”

There was thunder in the sky, and lightning tore through the sky. The blade of the dagger reflected Harold’s indifferent eyes. His long and slender fingers held the dagger, and with a fierce force, it penetrated his flesh and blood.

Less than half of the dagger was inserted into the shoulder blade, and the black shirt covered the blood, making it impossible for people to see his embarrassment. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Master!” Luke hurriedly took two steps forward. Harold bent slightly, and two drops of blood fell on the dusty ground, but he didn’t even frown. “Is that enough?”

Mark stared at the dagger, and his breathing was very rapid. “Good… good… Harold, you’re really going all out… But do you think I’ll let Crystal go just like that? Haha… Harold, why are you so naive?!” The knife in his hand was pressed against the hemp rope. “Stabbing once is not enough… How can

it be enough to repay the humiliation I have suffered for so many years, my dear nephew? Do you want her to be alive? If you want…”

“Mark!” Luke couldn’t bear it anymore and said, “Don’t go too far!”

“Am I going too far?” Mark said angrily, “It’s you who went too far! You forced me! Harold… Do you want her to die?! If you don’t take action now, I’ll let her die!”

The hemp rope was not thick in the first place, and the dagger in his hand was really sharp. In an instant, a part of it was cut open. Crystal hummed and was swaying in the air.

The ground was watered with cement and if she fell from above, there was no possibility of staying alive.

Harold took a deep breath and pulled out the dagger from his shoulder blade. Blood flowed from the blade and dripped drop by drop onto the ground. Accompanied by the sound of rain, the ground was covered with meandering blood.