Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

As someone unemployed, Crystal was wandering around the street and felt a little bored when others were busy at work. She inadvertently raised her head and saw a promotional video playing on the led screen across the street. It was about the traditional embroidery of Hallbury.

The embroidery master, Christy, was the only heir of the Bolton Clan’s embroidery technique. Her embroidery was exquisite and lifelike. Many celebrities tried to order high-quality embroidery dresses from her but she was hard to reach. Christy was undoubtedly the most famous person in the embroidery industry in Hallbury.

Crystal looked at the video earnestly. She had learned embroidery from an old granny before. From a professional point of view, Christy’s work was indeed exquisite, but Crystal always felt that there was less spirit energy, which made her work look a little dull.

However, Christy had done very well in today’s withering of traditional culture.

After the video was over, Crystal yawned and decided to go to Harold’s office to sleep. It was hot outside, so she wanted to go somewhere with an air conditioner.

Crystal took a taxi to the White Group’s office building. She called Harold, but it was Luke who picked up. “I’m sorry, Mrs. White. At this moment, Master White is meeting a guest. I’ll come down. to pick you up.”

Crystal was waiting for Luke to come down at the elevator.

Everyone had to use a card to go to the floor they wanted to go to.

Luke came down very quickly. When he saw Crystal, he said, “Mrs. White, I’ve gotten you a card. You can use it directly in the future.”

He handed a black card to Crystal. Crystal thanked him and put it into her small bag. The two of them entered the elevator. Crystal asked, “Is Master White very busy today?”

“Yes.” Luke said, “A very important guest is here today.”

Crystal did not understand business, so she could only nod.

When the secretaries sent him out, they all lowered their heads and acted cautiously, for fear that he would be angry.

Harold entered the office and closed the door. Crystal woke up in a daze. She rubbed her eyes and saw Harold. “Have you finished your work?”

“Yes.” Harold answered and sat down beside Crystal. He reached out to tidy her messy hair and asked, “Are you awake?”

“I’m still a little sleepy…” Crystal yawned, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She leaned against Harold’s shoulder and said, “I want to sleep a little longer.”

“You won’t be able to sleep at night if you continue sleeping,” Harold said. “If you dare to watch cartoons in the living room in the middle of the night, give it a try.”

Crystal said, “I just thought of this idea, but I didn’t put it into practice!”