Chapter 2019



Yvonne heard it clearly, but her brain and body seemed disconnected, unable to react at all.

"Go on." Christopher urged, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Yvonne stood up stiffly, trembling slightly. The dress she wore was drenched in sweat.

She was still alive, but it felt as if she had died over and over again.

She walked to Oscar, and those few steps seemed to take up half a lifetime.

Oscar's hands were bound. He pressed his head against the ground as support to straighten his back, kneeling wobbly before her.

From the moment he was caught, Oscar knew he could not survive. But he was unwilling to die like worthless trash. He wanted to die with pride.

Taylor walked up and held Yvonne's cold hands, forcing her to grip the gun.

Oscar, with his face full of blood, smiled gently at Yvonne as if he were comforting her.

Yvonne closed her teary eyes. This basement was an execution ground for her heart.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted. Oscar's left eye was bloody, leaving only his right eye. Others might not notice it, but the way she saw it, his right eye seemed to blink rhythmically.

Yvonne's mind flashed with a thought, and she reacted immediately.

The Morse code!

Her fingertips trembled by her side, tapping along with Oscar's blinks, remembering the last words he could not say out loud.

"Yvonne, do it. Don't make Mr. Christopher unhappy." Taylor stared at her with a complicated gaze.

her hand, pointing the gun

could not pull the trigger

a moment, she even

was gathered on Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up

as she fell backward, but Taylor reacted quickly and supported

you asshole!

glared at Christopher with his blood-soaked eyes. He pounced on Christopher like an enraged lion, with a speed that all of the subordinates

had all undergone professional training. They should not have been so

they let their

not expect someone who was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly

time as well. The glass in his hand fell to the

he let out a piercing scream.

eyes bulged as he fiercely bit on Christopher's

Everyone panicked, not

anger and roared, picking up the gun, aiming it at Oscar, and firing three shots into

anymore, tears streaming uncontrollably

was

of

frightened that his face was covered in sweat. He ran to Christopher. "Mr.

that Christopher's left ear was a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on

the doctor... Call

was pale from pain, and he roared with a twisted face, "Chop him into pieces and feed him

stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently

to

let them leave first. I want to speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful face. Her long, thick eyelashes were unblinking, as if they had frozen

felt torn and ordered the others to leave

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