As much as she had loved Krystal, Tatiana was brimming with resentment because Krystal was the cause of Molly's near-death incident.

To think that Krystal, the fake Ms. Heath, was dreaming to be the real one. Ridiculous.

Even after Krystal was taken to the hospital, the sheer sight of the room infuriated Tatiana.

"Clear out this room. Sell the jewelry and bags if possible and burn the others. They're bad omen," she ordered the butler.

"Yes, Mrs. Heath."

"Olivia, I'm terribly sorry for waking you up at this late hour." Tatiana had softened her edges toward Olivia after the series of incidents.

"Don't mind it. This is my duty." Olivia rubbed her eyes, returning to her room to get back to sleep.

Morning came. While the ladies were having breakfast, they received a piece of news.

"Mrs. Heath, something came up. Krystal escaped!" the bodyguard reported.

"How come?" Tatiana set her cutleries down.

"She did undergo a few examinations. But there was an influx of patients in the ER