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.

Mason to offer a

up, "I've heard what happened to your

about the

indeed

may do anything

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

aware

Mason had drawn the line explicitly, he still couldn't

a way to placate Yale, as well as

word, Yale knelt before

a single glance at Yale's face, Olivia understood

what are you doing? Get

hands and looked at

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

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

could tell what Gordon's plan was without

do nothing after such a serious

had contacted those men to express his

intention was to take

one in the Kingston family cared about Molly's life

miscarriage in exchange for a favor from the Heath family?

to the adults, and Yale was one

his arms after a miscarriage, he realized that his belief