Chapter 154


    After Tyler heard that, he was silent for a while, then he said, “I’ll do that if I can find time this week.”


    Tyler knew what his mother was up to.


    Ana smiled. “Great, it’s settled then.”


    It took Olivia a moment topose herself before Keith, sitting across from her, said, “We should invite


    our close friends for dinner. It’s only right.”


    He then wanted to speak with Tyler, so Olivia went upstairs alone.


    This visit was different from her usual visits. Olivia stood at the door to her usual room, but a maid


    approached her from behind. “Mrs. Olivia, your room is now over there. You shouldn’t stay here


    anymore.”


    Turning, Olivia saw the maid gesturing at Tyler’s room. Olivia had been staying in the guest room


    before, but it didn’t seem like it because she often found items belonging to a woman.


    Curious, she asked, “Who used to stay in this room?”


    The maid looked uneasy but replied, “It’s just the guest room.


    Olivia sensed the maid wasn’t being entirely truthful, but she simply nodded. “Alright.” She then walked


    away and entered the room next door.


    A couple of minutester, Tyler entered. Olivia turned at the sound of his footsteps.


    Exining herself, she said, “The maid directed me to your room.”


    Tyler didn’t seem bothered by her presence. “The room next door used to be Morgan’s.


    Morgan Harris. Olivia heard the name again and looked up at him.


    Tyler took a seat and didn’t borate on Morgan. After a pause, he added, “Just stay here for now. It


    won’t be for long.”


    Did he mean they were staying here tonight?


    Olivia remained silent, but Tyler’s expression remained neutral as if lost in thought.


    After some time, the maid knocked on their door. “Mr. Tyler, the car’s ready.”


    As Tyler got up, he said to Olivia, “Let’s go.”


    Wasn’t he just saying they’d stay here? Olivia felt confused but followed silently.


    They drove to a jewelry store. Under the bright lights, Tyler told Olivia, “Pick anything you want.”


    Olivia finally understood what was going on. She thought for a moment before replying, “Okay.”


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    Exiting the car, they were greeted by the jeweler. “Hello, Mr. Tyler, Mrs. Olivia,” the jeweler said with