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the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 960: I Heard You Failed the College Entrance Exam?
Before Nova Howard could finish speaking, Crystal Landon had already flown forward with her long legs, deftly flipped Sophia Winton over, planted a foot on her back, and then grabbed Serena Winton’s hair, pulling her in front of her. She picked up a wine bottle from the table with her right hand, smashed the bottle neck, and sneered coldly at the spoiled brats: "One comes up, one gets castrated."
Nova Howard’s mouth was agape, unable to utter a single word, her eyes bursting with admiration.
Alaric Howard and Balthazar Howard, along with Drake Howard who followed them, witnessed the incredibly fierce scene and were a bit stupefied.
Augustus Howard sympathetically nudged Drake Howard, saying, "So fierce... Old Shaw, can you handle her when you go back?"
Drake Howard’s gaze fell on her long, snow-white legs and slender waist, his handsome face slightly darkened. Fighting, revealing clothing, swearing, nightclubbing—it’s no wonder her reputation is so bad.
"What are you looking at? Scatter, scatter." Drake Howard came to his senses, said sternly, dispersing the crowd, glared at Nova Howard, then carefully smiled apologetically at Crystal Landon, "Crystal, you see, if you really hurt someone, tomorrow their parents will come to make trouble, and Clark Landon will have to apologize again."
Over the past few years, every time Crystal Landon caused trouble, it was basically her older brother Clark Landon who apologized.
Crystal Landon finally restrained herself a bit, smiled at the sisters who were frighteningly pale and crying from pain, and said, "Sorry, whenever I’m around, you’d better keep a distance or I’ll hit you every time we meet."
The Winton sisters ran away, crying.
Nova Howard felt as if all the anger of being bullied by the Winton sisters over the years had vanished, her heart feeling light, and she clapped her hands and shouted, "That will teach you to bully others every day."
Alaric Howard and Balthazar Howard saw she dared to clap and shout, and in a fit of anger, they grabbed Nova Howard by the ear and said, exasperated, "Come home with us; you’ve doomed us this time."
Realizing that her little follower was being dragged home, Crystal Landon was speechless for a moment, then picked up the bag that had fallen on the ground during the fight, when a pair of long, straight legs appeared in front of her.
The man had a faint smell of tobacco; his handsome and indifferent face was somewhat gloomy. He reached out and grabbed her arm, said with slight anger, "Come with me."
Crystal Landon, suddenly seeing Drake Howard, was just about to feel delighted when the man directly dragged her out of the Moulin Rouge.
"Slow down, slow down."
Drake Howard pulled her out of the Moulin Rouge, watching her slender waist wriggle, opened the car door, took out a military overcoat from inside, draped it on her, his face solemn; the army-green uniform, being worn by her, somehow gave off a seductive vibe.
Seeing his darkened face, Crystal Landon couldn’t help but squint with a peach blossom smile and asked, "Richard Shaw, when did you get back?"
"Yesterday." Drake Howard’s voice was low; seeing her hang onto his arm, his handsome face blackened, he coldly said, "Stand properly."
Crystal Landon pursed her lips, stood up straight, wore his military coat properly; her coat had the man’s unique mint scent, very pleasant.
"I heard you failed the college entrance exam this time?" Drake Howard was distracted by her red wig, his head in pain, reached out without thinking to pull it off; his long-time calloused, gun-wielding hand left a faint red mark when it touched her snow-white skin.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch." Crystal Landon felt like her hair was being pulled out.
Fortunately, the man finally pulled off the red wig, watching her black hair cascade down; contrasting her face made her even more purely beautiful, possessing both the innocence of a young girl and the maturity of a charming woman. Her skin was snow-white, her peach blossom eyes were watery, yet her eyebrows boldly whimsical, she looked like a spoiled miss.







