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.

approached Mason to offer a greeting in a hoarse

heard what happened to

sorry about

was indeed

may do

revealed his stance instantly,

aware

the line explicitly, he still

Yale, as well as a warning

uttering a word, Yale knelt before

at

you doing?

hands and looked at

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

bet my father and grandfather have talked to you

plan was without

still and do nothing after

men

take care of

one in the Kingston family

favor from the Heath family? They'd deem it

and Yale was one of their

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

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