Olivia had no idea what exactly happened back in their time.

But every time she saw Mason gazing at the painting, or when she noticed Mason zoning out as he gazed at her face, she knew that Mason must have loved her grandmother dearly.

As the sky darkened, Krystal arrived at the Heath residence.

Tatiana frowned when she saw Krystal wearing more clothing than usual.

"What's with all the clothes?" "I didn't want to catch a cold.

Mom, I missed you so much." Krystal hugged Tatiana as she spoke in a spoiled manner.

"Oh, you.

Don't do anything to make me sad anymore, alright? Do you know how worried I was about you?" “Mom, I know.

I mean it." Taking Krystal's hand, Tatiana said, "By the way, you said that you're giving me a surprise, right? Where is it?" Tatiana even looked behind Krystal, but she didn't see anything Krystal might have brought back.

“You'll know soon enough." Krystal had a mysterious look on her face.

Tatiana kept reminding her, "Remember your lesson from before, and don't target Olivia ever again.

more these days."

how huge the changes were in

mad?" "Mom, I've thought

would I compete with her? She's an outsider,

not going to stay in my home

or later." There was an

aware of what happened at

help but ask, "Mom, are we renovating?" "Yes," Krystal walked to the backyard and took

for children, a slide, a small merry-go-round, and various

Her eyes lit up.

with her? Why else was Mason preparing children's things so soon? "Did Dad prepare these for me? He's rushing

even gotten married, and I might even move out in the future." "Listen, Krystal, this room—" Krystal didn't listen at all as she strode into the

rooms were all cleared away, and it was then split into a

the smaller suite was

very lively

even tell me

big enough when I get married to Yale, I don't like this color!" Krystal

stop!" The renovation worker turned around to look at her, seemingly a little

matter, miss?" "I don't like the color of this

the room

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