Even After Death by Lilting Champ

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.

to offer a greeting in a hoarse

up, "I've heard what happened to your

sorry about

indeed Krystal's

do anything you

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

was aware of Mason's

the line explicitly, he still couldn't

placate Yale, as well

a word, Yale knelt

a single glance at Yale's face, Olivia

what are you doing? Get

her hands and looked

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

my father and

Gordon's plan was

still and do nothing after such a serious matter

had contacted those men to express

take care of the issue for

one in the Kingston family cared

in exchange for a favor from the Heath family? They'd

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

his arms after a miscarriage, he realized