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

"I've heard what happened to

sorry about the

indeed Krystal's

may do

He revealed his stance

aware

if Mason had drawn the line explicitly, he

a way to placate Yale, as well as a

word, Yale

glance at Yale's

are you doing? Get up.” Tatiana held

her hands

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

Yale?" "I bet my father and

Gordon's plan was without personally hearing it

do nothing after such a serious matter

definitely had contacted those men to

was to take care

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

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

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

he realized that his belief turned out to be

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255