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

"I've heard what

sorry about

was indeed Krystal's

do

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

was aware of

Mason had drawn the line explicitly, he still

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

word, Yale

a single glance at Yale's

what are you doing? Get up.” Tatiana

hands and looked

Mason's heart sank to the pit of his stomach, but he managed a concerned

Yale?" "I bet my father and grandfather have talked to

tell what Gordon's plan was

do nothing after such a serious matter

had contacted those men to express his

take care of the

one in the Kingston family

for a favor from the Heath family? They'd

all that mattered to the adults, and Yale was

his arms after a miscarriage, he realized that his belief turned out to be wrong

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