The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia instantly stopped walking when she saw Keith. She hadn’t seen him much since she moved into the Harris‘ home, and his sudden appearance surprised her.

Feeling a bit scared and unsure, Olivia hesitated, wondering if she should say hello.

Tyler, noticing her hesitation, asked, “Don’t you recognize him?” NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Snapping back to reality, Olivia decided to approach and mistakenly called out, “Mr. Keith.”

Keith looked displeased at being addressed that way.

Tyler stared at her too.

Realizing her error, Olivia quickly corrected herself, “D–Dad.”

Keith, not one to hold grudges and knowing Olivia was carrying his grandchild, softened his expression. “How’s the baby? I heard you were feeling really sick before.”

Under both their gazes, Olivia replied, “The baby’s fine now, Dad. I haven’t been sick lately.”

Keith, happy to hear his grandchild was well, smiled and said, “That’s good to hear.”

He seemed to be in a hurry to leave, so he walked away shortly after.

Once Keith was gone, Tyler’s expression turned gentle as he asked Olivia, “Where did you go today?”

Nervously, she answered, “I just had the driver drive me around.”

“Go rest then,” he said.

“Okay, Tyler.”

When Olivia reached the living room, she saw maids carrying a broken picture frame. The sight of the photo inside hit her hard.

She stopped, frozen.

The maids, noticing her, continued to the trash can and threw the frame away, making a loud thud as it dropped. Olivia shuddered and looked toward the door.

Tyler, still near the door, talked to the driver about Olivia’s whereabouts that day.

He noticed Olivia standing in the living room, staring at something not far away from him, then at the trash can where the photo had been thrown. His face showed no emotion as he glanced at the discarded photograph and then back at Olivia.

Seeing his gaze, Olivia panicked and hurried upstairs.

It was Morgan’s photo, the one she saw in her room last time.

Tyler watched her go, his expression unchanged. He then turned to the driver, who said, Mr. Tyler, Ms. Olivia went to a plaza today. She met…”

He wasn’t sure if he should reveal more.

Tyler noticed how troubled he looked. “Who did she meet?”

“She met Claude,” the driver finally said, nervous under Tyler’s scrutinizing look

“Did they plan to meet there?” Tyler asked calmly.