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.

a

heard what happened to

about the

was indeed Krystal's

may do

about it." He revealed his stance instantly, determined not

was aware of

drawn the line explicitly,

to placate Yale, as well as a warning to

word, Yale

glance at Yale's face,

you doing? Get up.”

her hands and

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

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

was without

stay still and do nothing after such a serious matter

contacted those men to express

was to take care

the Kingston family cared about Molly's life and

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

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

moment Molly fell in his arms after a miscarriage, he

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