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.

a greeting in a

"I've heard what happened to your

sorry about

was indeed Krystal's

may do

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

was aware of

drawn the line explicitly,

placate Yale,

a word, Yale knelt before

single glance at Yale's

you doing? Get up.” Tatiana held

her hands

for your teaching and care all these years." Mason's heart sank to the pit of his stomach, but

mean by this, Yale?" "I bet my father

tell what Gordon's plan was

stay still and do nothing after such a serious

had contacted those men to express his pretentious

to take care

one in the Kingston family cared about Molly's life and

a favor from

adults, and Yale was one of

he realized that his belief turned out

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