"If I hadn''t been overseas back then, M wouldn''t have had the chance to worm her way in! She stole my fate and made me aughingstock in our circle for so long. This time, I''m back, and I''m not going to let her off easy. Everything she took from me, I''ll make her return, piece by piece. I''ll shatter everything she holds dear and make her life unbearable!"


    Giselle paused to let out a sarcasticugh.


    "Seven years, and she still couldn''t win Lysander''s heart. Her own worthless child ran off with just a little coaxing. She''s a pitiful failure."


    Mrs. Harvey stroked her daughter''s beautiful face with a tender, motherly smile.


    "That''s right, my Giselle is a hundred, no, a thousand times more beautiful and capable than that M. Taking her down will be child''s y."


    "Mom-"


    Giselle nestled against Rosalind''s hand, disying a warm, dependent demeanor.


    ...


    At the Willow Creek Residences.


    M had taken a day to rest, and the bruises on her calf were finally healing. She could walk without any trouble now.


    Early that morning, she headed out to the international airport.


    Her great-aunt was returning today, and M had promised to pick her up.


    As she left, she noticed a fewrge moving trucks parked across the street, and the hustle and bustle of workers moving new furniture in and out. It seemed the new neighbor from abroad was about to move in.


    M didn''t give it much thought as she drove off toward the airport.


    Upon arriving at the airport''s VIP entrance, she unexpectedly spotted Rnd, who was there seeing off a well-dressed, dignified-looking middle-aged couple.


    Rnd noticed her too.


    After bidding farewell to his parents, Rnd approached M with a warm greeting.


    "Ms. Suthend, here to pick someone up?"


    M nodded, casually mentioning, "I''m here to pick up a family elder."


    "What a coincidence," Rnd smiled. "I was just seeing off my parents. I''m


    settling back here now, and my folks can finally enjoy some well-deserved travel abroad."


    M raised an eyebrow slightly.


    She recalled hearing Rnd mention at a Lockwood family gathering that he would be taking over the family''s domestic businesses, leaving Ryan in his charge.


    However, M wasn''t particrly interested in the Lockwood family''s affairs and didn''t n on listening too intently.


    She hadn''t expected Rnd to be so direct about it.


    Aren''t they practically strangers?


    Nheless, M politely replied, "Your parents are quite fortunate."


    Rnd smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with a peculiar insight. "Yes, they are indeed quite fortunate."


    There was a depth to his tone, hinting at a hidden meaning.


    Sensing something off but choosing not to pry, M let the silence settle between them.


    Rnd broke the silence first, asking curiously, "Who are you here to pick up, Ms. Suthend?"


    Rnd always gave her an enigmatic vibe, and each interaction left M feeling uneasy. She wasn''t keen on getting too close.


    Just as she was about to deflect the question, amotion erupted from the VIP corridor, apanied by the rapid clicking of cameras. Arge group was heading their way.


    They soon spotted the crowd.


    At the center was an elderly woman in a striking magenta vintage suit, tall and slender, with an imposing presence. Her short, white hair was impably styled, and she wore oversized sunsses with bright red lips, striding confidently as the focal point of the entire entourage.


    Rnd recognized the woman, surprise flickering in his eyes. He also noted M''s eyes lighting up with recognition, which caught him off guard.


    He couldn''t help but ask, "Ms. Suthend, is this the teacher you''re here to meet?"