Crazy Baby's
Flower Crown

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"Let's put aside the issue of heirs first—" said Davian's grandfather hanging. The three people who were in that one room froze, a cold aura suddenly appeared— making the bodies of each of them brim with horror. The moment he was waiting for, Davian swallowed his saliva roughly. He saw the grandfather continue his hanging sentence.

"On whose permission? Can you set foot here Davian?"

DEGH!

It was like having the tip of the whip hit the back, Kevin and Sarah could not twitch; moreover, Davian— the right figure faced the head of the main family who was none other than the eye of the whip itself.

Davian justifies the layout of the glasses he wears, it used to be— when the man was still a genius figure in their family. He never once got strong intimidation from his grandfather, so this is how it feels to be treated equally. Because Davian who used to be a favorite he did not know that.

How strong are the brothers Davian; Adam and Gedion for being able to endure such ridiculous pressures.

Being looked down upon and useless, what good was it to be born from a major lineage but not a figure to be proud of? About that's the kind of look Davian can read from his grandfather.

Hah~

Trying to eliminate nervousness, Davian must rack his brain to find answers or he will get a strong reprimand for breaking the punishment that has been set.

"S—I only visited as a child who missed his parents, not as a member of the main family." said Davian, although a little hesitant, he hoped that answer could satisfy his grandfather. But there was a long silence after that, Davian had thought that the answer he gave was wrong but saw the reaction of the face of the grandfather breathing freely.

"So 'kah~ I don't think it violates anything... hahaha..." Grandpa Davian spoke brightly as he patted Davian's back gently. The end of the old man's sentence was punctuated by a crisp laugh that was really loud, making everyone there smile wryly. They did not understand the sense of humor that the head of the main family tried to display, as a result they were only able to show a bland laugh in order to appreciate the old man's feelings.

Not wanting to end up awkward again Davian felt he needed to ask the grandfather something, he said, because the man is in a good mood at this time but has not had time to voice the words Davian was even surprised at something.

"Crown flowers?" muttered Davian quietly with a patterned eye. His hand caught the crown quickly, not until 3 seconds strands of brightly colored flowers in Davian's hand vanished instantly.

He knew the owner of these thousands of suddenly appearing flower crowns, none other than and not; surely these belonged to—

"EVA?!"

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"I warned you but you broke it. It's not my fault if you die." whispered Eva viciously, thousands of flower crowns suffocating Layla's neck strongly. Several members of the branch came; watching from a distance while whispering to each other gossip—no one wanted to break up the quarrel of these two women.

Layla tried to fight back as she could but the energy Eva had was much stronger than hers. It felt like Layla would soon lose consciousness if Eva tightened her neck but it seemed like the goddess of luck was on Layla's side. The figure of the charmer of the mad woman was finally present, Davian hugged Eva's body and then canceled the power of her flowers.

The unfamiliar face that Eva showed made Davian worried, he framed Eva's face and then brought the woman's gaze towards the bead of her eyes.

Davian this time asked gently to Eva.

"Hey? What's up Eva? Why are you so angry?"

The soft-pitched words managed to attract the attention of this woman, Eva turned her eyes and returned the look of the man in front of her. Although unfortunately the woman is still reluctant to give an answer to Davian.

The bespectacled man tried to analyze around, if the woman was silent it meant that he was in a completely angry condition. Then there was Layla figure in the distance in a messy condition, it seemed like she knew what was happening. Davian let out a long breath after understanding. He re-opened the cleft lip to sound—

"Is Layla bothering you again?"

Eva nodded. Layla who saw the interaction of the two people in front of her twitched irritatedly, the dying face of the woman vanished because of the amused look at the behavior of Eva and Davian. Layla who is accused of various kinds of saying does not accept the couple—

"WHY IS IT MY FAULT?! YOUR WOMEN ARE JUST CRAZY DAVIAN!"

"WHISPER!" Davian turned his head sharply, a horrifying look of eyes appearing to welcome Layla. The woman who was Davian's childhood friend gasped in shock. He didn't look wrong, did he? Davian's eyes were glittering hazel, even not only he who witnessed—some people who were there were shocked also by the sighting.

Hazel beads from Davian are back, what is this sign?

Grandpa Davian who watched from a distance whistled small. Interestingly, he walked up to his beloved granddaughter who was with a foreign woman with unique powers; a flower crown.

"What's this?" ask the grandfather. Davian looked lazy, why does this figure look fitter than the news he received before? Yes, although Davian knew that the old man was maintaining his dignity by enduring the pain all over his body but still—he did not look like a dying man!

"It's just a small matter of grandfather." said Davian politely, the hand that frames Eva's face moved. The man clasped Eva's sweet fingers and hid the woman's figure right behind his back. The head of the main family stole a glance—he wanted to peek at what kind of woman managed to make his grandson panic not overbearing and ran quickly in the middle of the chat like crazy.

There is nothing interesting but the color of the soul; which is not foreign? Eh?

Grandpa Davian fell silent, several times he blinked in disbelief. He tries to keep Davian out of the way in order to clearly see Eva's figure. This color? He's so sure!

"Who are you son?" asked the grandfather when he managed to push Davian's body away. The middle-aged man looked down, staring into Eva's face. The woman who was right in front of the old man displayed a confused look, Davian's grandfather's hand then raised; framing each side of Eva's cheek.

The more noticed the more similar, this soul clearly belongs to—

"Grandfather?" sidelines Eva plain make the grandfather distracted.

What exactly is going on? the inner old man did not understand, obviously the woman in front of him was—

REVAS.

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