Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 272

Seeing that Kimberly was still standing there, Mark shouted angrily, “Do it!”

Kimberly managed to hold her breath. “All right, all right…”

She had no idea what to do. Subconsciously, she listened to Mark’s words. One of the hemp ropes had been cut off, and the other two were entangled together. Even if Kimberly was weak, she could cut off the rope in 30 seconds and send Crystal to death.

Standing beside the railing, she held the dagger tightly with both hands, swallowed her saliva, closed her eyes, and then reached out her hand to wave the dagger-

Kimberly opened her eyes in shock.

Her hand was caught, and the man in front of her was so strong that he almost crushed her wrist bone.

… This was the second floor. Even Harold’s men wouldn’t be able to get up so quickly… Who’s… who’s that?!

Kimberly turned her head and saw a face that often appeared on the television screen.

She was shocked. “Marcus!” Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Marcus, who always had a smile on his face, was expressionless at this time.

Harold would be up in about 15 seconds, and he had 15 seconds to cut off the rope to make Crystal fall from here and become a bloody corpse.

Then, he could put all the blame on Kimberly. He would leave once he was done, and no one would suspect him.

After all, Crystal was his… biological sister.

Marcus looked down and saw that Crystal’s face was full of tears.

After the struggle just now, Crystal’s whole body was dirty and her hair was in a mess. She looked like a little beggar, but her eyes were like a pool of spring water, reflecting the stars all over the sky. Tears fell from her eyes, like falling stars.

It’s so similar.

Marcus pursed his lips slightly.

His heart beat a little fast. He knew that he was a little out of control. If he was completely sober, he would not even spare Crystal a second glance. Instead, he would cut off the rope and personally

end the life of the culprit who had stolen 19 years from the world.

There were still five seconds left.

Marcus closed his eyes and hit Kimberly’s wrist with his palm. The dagger fell off and was held by Marcus. He waved his hand hard, and the hemp rope was instantly broken.

When Harold stepped onto the dusty staircase on the second floor, he saw that the rope was broken. Marcus, who was leaning against the railing, stretched out his hand and grabbed Crystal’s arm. Then, he pulled her up forcefully.

Because of inertia, Crystal threw herself into his arms. Marcus’s back was facing the ground. His exquisite and luxurious shirt was in close contact with the dirty floor, and a crying little cat was lying

on his chest.

“… Crystal.” Harold quickly walked over and picked her up. Crystal leaned into his arms and cried even harder. However, her mouth was covered with tape and she could not cry out loud. Her big eyes were red and she looked very pitiful.

Harold patted her and untied the rope that bound her. In a low voice, he said, “It’ll hurt a little when I tear off the tape. Can you bear with it?”

Crystal nodded.

Harold held her with one hand and carefully tore off the tape for her with the other. Her skin was too delicate, and the place where the tape touched was already red. It was a little funny to see a circle around her lips, but she cried so hard that no one could laugh.

“Stop crying.” Harold seemed to only know how to comfort others with this sentence. He patted Crystal’s back and coaxed her clumsily, “Be good, okay?”

“No…” Crystal cried and said, “You have bled a lot… My shirt is dyed red…”

It was only then that Harold noticed that the blood on his shoulder blade had dyed Crystal’s white t-

shirt red.