Mason set down his teacup.

"Speak of the devil.

Let him in." Yale was wearing the same outfit.

The black coat managed to hide the blood stain with its color, but the red on his palms and his collar stood out.

This time, the respectful and humble expression gave way to a cold one.

Krystal ran toward him.

“Yale, listen, I..." He had watched the surveillance footage while he was in the hospital.

He usually monitored Molly's condition through those surveillance cameras.

But now, it served as a tool that shed light on the truth.

His world crumbled as he watched what Krystal did to Molly.

His cold stare fixated on Krystal.

The red-rimmed eyes carried a strong murderous intent.

He didn't say a word, but she let go of his hand.

Mason to offer a greeting in a hoarse

spoke up, "I've heard what happened

about

was indeed

do

no opinion about it." He revealed his stance instantly, determined not to

aware of Mason's

drawn the line explicitly, he still couldn't completely

a way to placate Yale, as well as a warning to

uttering a word, Yale knelt before

glance at Yale's

doing? Get up.” Tatiana

her hands and looked

your teaching and care all these years." Mason's heart sank to the pit of

do you mean by this, Yale?" "I bet my

was without personally hearing it

never stay still and do nothing after such a serious matter

men to express his pretentious

was to take care of the

the Kingston family cared

a favor from

and Yale was one of their chess pieces in

a miscarriage, he realized that his belief turned

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