Crystal had rarely seen him smile so happily.
"What are you smiling at?" Crystal was not at ease. She wanted to stay away from him, but there were strangers everywhere.
Eric laughed and said, "You've changed your attitude toward me."
"Is it?" Crystal said coldly. "I just don't hate you that much."
"So, as long as I continue to be nice to you, you will see my kindness one day, right? You don't hate me now, so this is a good start. It will slowly develop into favor, then to liking, and finally to love."
Crystal just took him as being whimsical.
"We still have a long way to go. It doesn't matter. I'll wait for you slowly. I have a lifetime to wait." Eric assured her.
Crystal was stiff, and a chill came up her back. No way. She wouldn't fall in love with anyone but Nathan.
If she fell in love with any man she met with, how skittish was she?
Carlos wasn't really someone she had ever loved. She only had a vague appreciation for him when she was young. They were more like relatives.
But Nathan was the first and only person she fell in love with.
Everyone would have a lot of people to like and appreciate their life. But there was only one they loved and engraved in the heart.
If Nathan hadn't shown up, Crystal might have thought that she loved Carlos for the rest of her life.
"Honey, what are you thinking about? Come on, have something to eat." Eric insisted on feeding her.
She turned her face away and grabbed the plate. "I'll eat by myself."
As she finished, uniformed servants were simultaneously saluting at the gate on the ground floor.
They were well trained.
Nathan and Mabel appeared, their eyes fixed on Crystal's face.
Crystal had her back to Nathan. But even if she stood in a crowd of thousands, he could see her at a glance.
She and Eric were so close to eating something. Were they supposed to feed each other?
Nathan darkened his eyes and gave a sneer.
Crystal felt Nathan's gaze.
His presence was so strong that even when her back was turned to him, she could feel the heat in his eyes as if he were going to burn her to ashes.
All around, it was a lot quieter because of Nathan. Everyone looked at him consciously or unconsciously.
No one dared look at him directly.
But his aura still caught everyone's eye, especially the unmarried women present.
The young master of the Davis was known to all unmarried women. This is because Nathan was so beloved, noble, and handsome. These people did not usually have the opportunity to see him, and this was the only opportunity to see him every year.
Of course, single women want him to take a look at them, preferably love them at first sight.
Unfortunately, Nathan had his fiancée, Mabel, by his side, which broke their hearts. But as long as they were not married, it didn't stop them from loving Nathan.
Crystal felt Nathan's aura and did not look back.
She just pushed the food that Eric gave her. "I'll get it myself."
"Okay."
Eric was in a good mood when Crystal showed him so much concern just now.
Actually, Eric was no less handsome than Nathan. It was just that he had her by his side, and everyone knew that Eric was showing up with Mrs. Bush, so those young ladies didn't show much interest in him.
Crystal felt how aristocratic ladies looked at Nathan, so naked that she could tell where Nathan was even when she didn't look at him.
Her mind was absent, and she kept away from Nathan and away from the crowds.
Crystal looked around. Amos was not there yet. It was so hard to meet him.
No wonder even Eric couldn't help it.
Crystal ate something and felt people looking her way.
She frowned slightly. Was Nathan walking toward her?
Crystal started off somewhere else, and Eric, of course, followed her wherever she went.
He could see, too, that Crystal was not herself today. She seemed to be hiding something.
Crystal kept her distance as far as she could, for Nathan had warned her last night of the consequences if she appeared in front of him again and provoked him.
On the second floor, Christine had been watching Crystal.
Crystal walked up and down without walking into Christine's trap.
Now, Crystal's head was muffled, and she saw that she was heading for the trap.
Christine narrowed her beautiful eyes as she waited for her prey.
"Mrs. Bush." A voice suddenly called to Crystal. It was Mabel.
Crystal looked up and saw a pair of figures appear in front of her.
Mabel wore a black tuxedo, and Nathan was in a black suit. The two pairs are wearing matching outfits again today.
A voice came over Christine's headset. "The target is in position, Miss, but so is Mr. Davis."
Above Crystal's head, a huge Swarovski crystal lamp had been tampered with.
As soon as she passed this position, the crystal lamp would fall down immediately.
But then, of all things, Nathan and Mabel appeared.
"Miss, what do we do next?"
Even Nathan wouldn't have been spared such a huge lamp.
Cruelty was creeping up in Christine's eyes.
Having missed the opportunity, she would hardly have found the time to start again.
Helen wouldn't have gone crazy over abortion if it hadn't been for Crystal, and the President wouldn't have grounded the Old Davis.
"Follow the plan." A bloodthirsty voice sprang from her lips.
She believed Nathan's skill should save his life. If he got hit, it was his bad luck.
She thought that in Nathan's mind, she and the Old Davis were no match for Crystal, who had just appeared on the way.
And he imprisoned her for Crystal. But for Amos, she would have remained imprisoned and isolated.
How could Christine forgive so much?
The light in the hall flickered slightly, and a crystal fell right into Nathan's glass.
He frowned and looked up. He found the whole chandelier shaking and could fall down at any moment.
"Mrs. Bush, it's a pleasure to meet you here." Mabel reached out to hold Crystal.
As soon as Mabel finished, her arm was tugged. Nathan grabbed her arm and lifted it hard. Mabel and Nathan fell out together and fell heavily to the ground. At that moment, all the distinguished guests looked at them.
The headlamp flickered off suddenly, and even sparks popped out, and all of a sudden, it fell. Eric shielded Crystal, and they both fell and rolled several times.
The headlights came crashing down with a loud noise, and countless crystals began to splash.
Nathan was too strong, and the two were too far apart. Nathan had the experience of using a suit jacket to ward off the splinters and escape unscathed.
Eric's situation was different.
Crystal was pregnant, so he didn't feel up to pulling her out of danger by brute force.
Eric had to hold her and roll around a few times. He covered her with his back, and a lot of broken glass splashed on his back.
"Honey, are you okay?"
Crystal's face was pale and frightened. She looked at the face staring at her. The shadows of her eyes crossed unclearly.
"Honey, tell me, did you get hurt anywhere?" He began to sweat. "Are you scared?"
"No, I don't think I'm hurt." She wasn't sure. She just didn't feel any pain.
"Any stomach trouble?"
"No.. I am fine."
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