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

up, "I've heard what happened

about the

was indeed Krystal's

do anything

revealed

was aware

drawn the line explicitly, he still

a way to placate Yale, as well as a

uttering a word, Yale knelt before

glance at

what are you doing? Get up.”

her hands and looked at

years." Mason's heart sank to the pit of

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

was

do nothing after such a

had contacted those men to express his

take care of the

one in the Kingston family cared about Molly's

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

the adults, and Yale was one

the moment Molly fell in his arms after a miscarriage, he realized that his belief turned out to be

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