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Today Sarah started her day as usual. After preparing breakfast, and dropping the kids off on the school bus, then seeing Michael going to work, Sarah returned to the two-story penthouse.

As soon as she arrived and went inside, her eyes immediately fell on the toys that the two kids didn't have time to tidy up. She sighed.

Last night she had just tidied up the living room, but the next day the living room was again cluttered with her kids' toys as if it had never been tidied up.

It seems her work as a mother will never end!

Sarah then immediately approached the toys and began to pick it up one by one. Suddenly, Sarah immediately turned around when she heard a bell ringing. Her gaze immediately focused on the intercom mounted on the wall.

'There's a guest?' Sarah thought then immediately went over to the intercom to see who the guest had pressed the room unit to come visit.

Sarah's mind began to wonder about the identity of the guest who wanted to come to visit. Does that person want to see her?

Sarah immediately shook her head. She didn't have many friends, and no one seemed to know she lived here. Those who knew were close acquaintances, and they would have contacted her first if they wanted to come visit.

In that case, did that person want to come see Michael? What should she do?

Sarah decided to first see who the guest wanted to come to visit in the morning to look for Michael. If it was important, she would have told them to come straight to Collins instead.

However, when Sarah was finally able to see the person on the small monitor, her eyes immediately widened in surprise.

'Mrs Collins? Why did she come here?' Sarah thought with her mouth slightly open.

Of all the people who had to come visit this place, why Mrs Collins?

Then… Why did that woman have to come to visit when she was alone?

What should she do?!

***

After her meeting with Sarah yesterday, Mrs Collins kept thinking about what had happened at the hospital.

That woman allowed her kids to meet her?

To be honest, Mrs Collins didn't expect that at all. She thought Sarah really wouldn't give her permission, but it didn't seem like she was as bad as she thought.

Then… would she agree to change the names of her kids to Collins?

She knew Michael would take care of it, just as her son had said.

However, her son was too slow!

Her grandsons are about to enter elementary school! Did they have to register themselves as Smith, when they were Collins?

She couldn't allow that!

So, she had to go to the woman to ask her to change her grandsons' last name immediately.

However, there's a problem. She had to meet her when she was alone, but she didn't have her number. Nor could she possibly ask for her number from her son, or her husband, because that would be very suspicious!

In the midst of her confusion, she got the idea that she should meet that woman at her son's house! According to the information she had obtained, the woman would be alone after her son and grandsons left. So it was the perfect time for her.

"Why did it take her so long to open the door?" Mrs. Collins grumbled impatiently and then rang the bell again.

The old lady's face immediately broke into a smile when she finally got the response she wanted, and rushed inside. She couldn't wait to see that woman!

***

Sarah looked at Mrs. Collins who had just come inside. Holding her handbag, the woman's gaze turned around the room, looking around the contents of her son's house.

"You live in a great place!" Mrs. Collins commented and walked over to the window to see the balcony and the swimming pool.

Sarah was just silent when she heard that, her hands subconsciously holding each other and placed them in front of her stomach. Her facial expression was nervous.

Satisfied with the view outside, Mrs Collins went inside to look at the kitchen.

"You don't even tidy up your kids' toys. Aren't you not working? So what have you been doing all this time?" asked Mrs Collins in a displeased tone.

She knew that the house was getting messy because there were two little kids in it. But how could that woman not even tidy up her kids' toys and let the house get messy?

The woman doesn't even work. Can't she at least tidy up the house?

Sarah just kept silent hearing this. She gritted his teeth in annoyance. She was tidying it up before the old lady came to visit!

She wanted so badly to say that, but she decided not to say anything and chose to remain silent. She would still be blamed by this old woman, anyway. So silence is better.

After being satisfied looking around the kitchen and the dining table, Mrs. Collins then immediately turned around and looked at Sarah who was still standing where she was with her hands still holding each other.

"Why did you come here, Mrs Collins?" Sarah asked in a voice that seemed to tremble involuntarily. Sarah then immediately cleared her throat. "I mean, if you want to find Michael, he's already gone to work."

"I came to see you," said Mrs Collins expressionlessly. "Where can I sit?"

Sarah's brow furrowed when she heard that. Mrs Collins wanted to see her? She finally came back to her senses and hurriedly invited Mrs. Collins to sit in the living room.

"So… why did you want to see me?" Sarah asked once they were both seated in the living room. She could feel her hands starting to sweat and her chest beating fast.

She had never expected that she would be this frightened when she saw Mrs Collins again.

"You're not going to serve me something?" asked Mrs Collins suddenly when she saw the woman just sitting with him. She didn't even ask if she wanted something to drink! So rude!

Sarah opened her mouth in disbelief when she heard that. Did she have to serve her a drink too?

"Would you like to drink something?" Sarah asked, trying to bring out a smile. She didn't know what this old woman wanted to do, but she had better obey her immediately so that the old woman would get out of here as soon as possible!

"Tea."

Sarah then immediately stood up and went to the kitchen to prepare tea for the old woman. She didn't even have to ask the old lady what tea she wanted because it wasn't the first time she had done it and she already knew her preference.

Not long after, Sarah came back from the kitchen with a cup of tea for Mrs. Collins.

The old woman then immediately took her cup, smelled the aroma of the tea, then took a sip. The expression on her face immediately smiled when she felt a sense that was so familiar. It was her favorite.

"Do you have apples? Can you get it for me?" asked Mrs Collins, looking at Sarah. She suddenly wanted to eat an apple.

Once again Sarah just stood there without saying anything and headed straight for the kitchen to see if they still had any apples in the fridge.

Not long after, Sarah returned with a plate with apple slices on it.

Mrs. Collins, who was already preparing to take one slice, immediately opened her eyes wide when she saw Sarah's apple slices.

"You didn't cut the skin?" cried Mrs Collins in disbelief. How could she serve the apple, which still had the skin on, to her?

Sarah sighed. She knew that the old woman didn't eat the skin of the apple, but she wanted to get the old woman out of here immediately, so she didn't have time to cut it.

She then immediately returned to the kitchen to get a fruit knife to cut the apple.

"So why did you want to see me?" asked Sarah as she peeled the skin off the apple that had been cut.

"Ah, I want you to change my grandsons' name to Collins. They will soon be in elementary school. Are you going to continue to let my grandsons use your name?" asked Mrs. Collins, glaring at Sarah.

Sarah fell silent when she heard that. How did Mrs Collins know that?

"Why are you just keeping quiet? You will be changing their names soon, right?" asked Mrs Collins again with a look of hope.

"I have to wait for Michael to tell the kids first before I can change their names. Otherwise, they will be confused as to why their name suddenly changed," Sarah said politely, trying to explain why she couldn't do it.

Actually, she didn't mind if her two kids were going to use Collins' name. However, her kids were so smart, they would definitely ask why their names were changed.

Mrs Collins snorted when she heard that. That wasn't the answer she wanted to hear at all!