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.

offer a greeting in a hoarse

up, "I've heard what happened to

sorry about the

indeed Krystal's

do anything

about it." He revealed his stance instantly, determined not to protect

aware

line explicitly, he

Yale, as well as a

uttering a word, Yale knelt before

single glance at

you doing?

her hands

care all these years." Mason's heart sank to the pit

mean by this, Yale?" "I bet my father and grandfather have talked to you

what Gordon's plan was

still and do nothing after such a serious

contacted those men

take care

the Kingston family cared

a favor from the Heath family? They'd deem

to the adults, and Yale was one of their chess pieces

Molly fell in his arms after a miscarriage, he realized that his belief turned out to be wrong this

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