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

spoke up, "I've heard

about the

was indeed Krystal's

do anything

He revealed his stance

aware

the line explicitly, he still

way to placate Yale, as well as

word, Yale

a single glance at

doing? Get

her hands and looked

heart sank to

"I bet my father and grandfather have talked to you over

what Gordon's plan was without personally

do nothing after

had contacted those men to express his pretentious

to take care of the

in the Kingston family cared about Molly's life and

from the Heath family?

all that mattered to the adults, and Yale

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

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