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

spoke up, "I've heard what happened to

about

indeed

may do

revealed

aware

had drawn the line explicitly, he still couldn't completely abandon

a way to placate Yale, as

word,

single glance at

what are you doing?

dodged her hands and looked

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

this, Yale?" "I bet my father

was without personally hearing it from

still and do nothing after such a serious

definitely had contacted those men to

take care of the issue for

one in the Kingston family cared about

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

were all that mattered to the adults, and Yale was one

he

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