Even After Death

Yale gritted his teeth the second Krystal showed up.

He was exasperated.

The way she treated Molly was still vivid in his head.

Mason and Tatiana exchanged glances.

They didn't want people to learn of such an embarrassing history for the sake of their reputation.

In case it became a topic for water cooler conversation, they kept quiet.

Olivia snorted lightly.

"She's finally clever for once." Ethan stroked her head, saying, "It's just a matter of time before this happens.

It won't make much of a difference." "You're right." Olivia stood still and merely watched.

She had no pity for Krystal after what Krystal had done.

Not even Krystal's death could atone for her sins.

Since Krystal had played her card, it all depended on how Sherman reacted.

A tear-stricken Krystal moved to him while kneeling.

"Grandpa, if you don't want me either, I'll have nowhere else to go.

Please take pity on me.

Take pity on your grandson.

He's three months old." Her plea was no different from putting Sherman on the chopping board.

He didn't want to offend Mason! But what other choice did Sherman have? Krystal was pregnant with his grandchild! Krystal played her part shamelessly.

She knew that someone as prideful as Sherman wouldn't be able to do anything to her in the watchful eyes of the public.

The Kingstons were in a tough spot.

A million thoughts flashed through Sherman's mind before he made up his mind.

"Mr.

Heath, my family values the weight of a promise very much.

Even though the marriage was called off, I shall bring her novelbin home to look after her." Watchful eyes alternated between the two families.

The guests knew that something was going on without their knowledge.

The glints in their eyes betrayed curiosity.

There was no way Mason would expose Krystal's true colors in front of everyone.

To the rest, Krytal was stripped of her title as Ms.

Heath out of will.

Furthermore, she was a pregnant lady! If word got out of here, people might accuse the Heaths of mistreating a pregnant lady as they didn't know what she had actually done.

"Since you've given the word, I have no opinion.

Besides, she's no longer one of us.

This is none of our business," he declared in a gentle tone.

He publicly announced that the Heath family would cut ties with Krystal.

She no longer had anything to do with the Heaths.

Forget about the family bond that they once had, no one would take pity on her for old time's sake.

It pained Krystal so much to hear that.

Deep down in her, there was actually a faint hope for Mason to at least show mercy due to the years they had spent together.

Everyone heard him loud and clear.

It seemed like things were bad between the family and Krystal.

Otherwise, Mason wouldn't have said such words in front of all of them.

Sherman discerned the warning in that announcement.

Even if he took Krystal under his wing, the Heaths wouldn't acknowledge the baby in her belly.

In other words, the baby had nothing to do with the Heaths.

"That's for sure," responded Sherman solemnly.

"Follow me back to the Kingstons' residence later.

We'll make sure to treat you right." Krystal's eyes lit up.

She won the gamble! At least, she managed to stay with the Kingstons.

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In the past, the Kingston family was the one currying favor with her; now, their roles had switched.

Yale, who was standing among the crowd, stared at Krystal wordlessly.

His gaze alone was enough to tell everything.

He resented Krystal to the bones.

He thought, "You've dug your own grave, Krystal.

Do you think running to the Kingston family will help?" He had tried to hunt her down for the longest time but to no avail, yet she walked into the lion's den herself! What awaited Krystal wasn't heaven but hell.

An indifferent Olivia thought, "Krystal, oh, Krystal.

You're on your own now."