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.

even more these days." “Alright, got it," Krystal answered

huge the changes were in

mad?" "Mom,

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

to stay in my home

sooner or later." There

still wasn't aware of what

machinery coming from the backyard, Krystal couldn't help but ask, "Mom, are we renovating?" "Yes," Krystal

seesaw for children, a slide,

Her eyes lit up.

Mason preparing

in the future." "Listen, Krystal, this room—" Krystal didn't listen at all as she

away, and it was

beige, whereas the smaller suite was decked out in four

very lively

didn't even

big enough

around to look at her,

matter, miss?" "I don't like the

repaint the room when

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