His uncle's obsession

trembled involuntarily. Even though the images were blurre

ressed in black, wearing a mourning band, and hold

g, Crystal couldn't handle the shock and jumped to her death.

d, yet he managed to cl

person she shared her life wit

On the stove, the fruit tea was bubbling away. She took a moment to

n she opened the door, she saw the room filled with toy cars an

cough, c

dboard, flipping through a picture book, a

side, placing the cup down and leaning over to feel his forehead.

ny hand over Crystal Foster's, cli

l gently pulled her hand away, holding the cup to her lips to cool it d

r Sylvia Byrne's body,

n the room. His eyes widened in alarm. The master had strictly

o step forward, a man'

eside him, who raised a finger to

led with anxiety. Making such a mistake r

As the evening light poured in, the air seemed to glow with warmth.The woman was

ed different, no

p, g

ross his tongue and warming his heart. Before lo

he child grew as she gently patted his bowl-

am

s he tugged at her sleeve, his voice soft and pl

ang of emotion a

tled "Who's There?" and lay down beside the little one, opening the book to sta

r clothes had a pleasant scent, and her a

door, clank, clank, click,

ng creating a mysterious atmosphere that captivated Otto. He

leaning against the doorframe, as if he were watching a heartwarm

king too loudly, and quietly stood behind him. Tilting her head, her

ey was looking at Sylvia Byrne? Were

ality. Suddenly, he found himself locking eyes with Hazel, onl

instinctively, closing the door an

Hazel's notice. Her fingers cur

sually handed him a folder. "The acquisition proposal for to

After years of working together, they knew each other well, and Martin didn't mi

es crinkling. "I can spend

ietly se

ready fallen asleep, breathing evenly, with a rosy, pe

ile, which gave her some relief. She tiptoed ou

lently on the coffee table. In two weeks, how could she

cry came from the east side of the se