Even After Death

“You're an ingrate.

You're just like that cold-blooded mother of yours.

We should've gotten rid of you! Do you think the Heath family would accept you, Yale? "Dream on! You're nothing without the Kingston family.

You've grown naive after spending so much time near that woman.

People will only care about their personal interests.

What value can you provide to the Heaths?" The swirling snow clouded Yale's eyes.

He was only wearing a shirt on him, and the weather was very cold.

The snow kept falling heavily.

There was a woman in a fur coat standing a small distance away from him.

She was looking at him worriedly.

"Vale..." Molly started to run toward him.

Yale was worried that she might fall, so he quickened his steps and dashed forward to hug her.

They shared a warm hug in the snow. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yale, I'm sorry." "Molly, I've never been so happy before.

I'm finally free from the Kingston family's control.

From now on, I want to live for myself." "Yale, you still have me." "Yeah." Olivia and Ethan looked at them from a distance.

Ethan said, "Let's head back.

She'll be fine since Yale's with her." Ethan saw Olivia's eyes glisten under the streetlamp.

“True love is always wonderful.

Their love is so perfect that it makes me want to protect it.

I'm just relieved that I stopped Molly at the hospital." Olivia thought about her horrible experiences.

For Molly, at least she always had Yale's unwavering love.

That was very good.

Ethan came from a better family and was more capable than Yale.

But in terms of love, Yale was the winner.

1 "Let's go." Olivia withdrew her gaze.

Krystal had sealed her own fate.

Everyone had choices in life.

But once the decision was made, there were no do-overs.

After going through so much, Olivia cherished the life she had even morte.

She thought the person who wanted her dead would make a move that night.

But maybe it was because the security was too tight, so nothing happened at the banquet.

Unexpected guests showed up at the Heath residence.

Tyrell's family of three arrived but didn't even manage to get into the door.

Mason wasn't the kind of person who would be rude to guests.

But the Heaths were protective of their own.

Alfred stood at the door with a gloomy expression.

He said, "I'm sorry.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Heath went to sleep as soon as they got back.

It's late now, not a good time to visit.

You should go home.

Come back another time if you have business with Mr.

Heath." “I really have some important things I need to speak to Ms.

Fordham about.

Please let us in." "Ms.

Fordham is asleep as well.

It's not a good time." After he said that, Alfred left them at the door.

He didn't show Tyrell any respect at all.

It was the same scenario Olivia experienced back when she visited Tyrell.

The door closed before the three of them.

Neal said annoyedly, "Dad, let's go home.

Mr.

Heath's intentionally refusing to see us." "Go home? You're an idiot!" Tyrell had already retired.

He had everything he wanted.

The reason he was visiting was to build some connections for Neal.

But from the looks of it, that wasn't going to happen.

"Honey, what else can we do?" “What can we do? We have to do what Olivia did back then.

If we can't appease their anger, not getting a promotion is the least of our problems.

Our family might be done for!" “What? You want me to get on my knees?" Tyrell got on his knees without another word.

"Stop yapping and do it!" They were under surveillance.

Mason could see and hear them.

The three of them kneeled at the entrance of the Heath residence, just like what Olivia did back then.

The only difference was the weather.

Olivia kneeled in the rain while the Monroes kneeled in the snow.