Krystal could still come up with excuses for what Tatiana previously said, but at that moment, Tatiana looked at Krystal as if she was looking at a stranger.

No, it was even worse.

Tatiana seemed to think of Krystal as her enemy.

Krystal couldn't understand how her mother, who loved her so much, would look at her with such a cold gaze.

Krystal asked in disbelief, "Mom, what did you just say?" Tatiana couldn't be bothered with Krystal.

She was about to leave, but when Krystal saw her leaving, Krystal hastily said, "Mom, I'm hungry." “Evil people like you deserve to starve to death." Tatiana hurriedly left with the bowl of chicken noodle soup in her hands.

She wasn't returning to her room, nor was she going to Mason's study.

Who did she make the soup for? Krystal began to panic, and she insisted on going out.

The people standing guard outside had quite a lot of reinforcements.

With orders from Linus, they wouldn't spoil Krystal like they used to.

"Sorry, Ms.

Heath, but you can't leave now." As Krystal gazed at the snowy scene outside, she sensed that something was beginning to change.

She panicked.

Tatiana brought the steaming bowl of soup to Molly.

"Eat it while it's hot.

From now on, I'll be in charge of your meals.

you lots, so you have to

the room, arranging

also sitting at

all, he didn't have experience in taking care

returned to him,

fatherly love to Krystal by meeting all her

was completely different

a careful and

ache when he saw her like

was also worried that he might accidentally hurt

need anything, just tell

from now on, so you

her, but she

felt a

could see that she wasn't used

her, Yale was the only person she

already used to receiving

unpacking in the room next

It was only then

like a

attentive care from her family, color finally returned

look as pale

Yale never went anywhere.

in the Heath residence and kept her

for a few days, Krystal finally realized that something was

knife and

managed to get

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