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.

raised her hand, pointing the gun at

she could not pull the trigger for

moment, she

Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely knocked Yvonne aside with all his

staggered as she fell backward, but

you asshole! Go to

with his blood-soaked eyes. He pounced on Christopher like an enraged

should not have been so

let

was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly have a

not react in time as well. The glass in his hand fell to

next second, he let out a

eyes bulged as he fiercely bit

not knowing what

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

restrain herself anymore, tears streaming uncontrollably down her

entire basement was enveloped

of Christopher, Oscar finally

frightened that his face was covered in

left ear was a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on the tip, making

the doctor... Call the

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

he needed stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently sent

basement to get rid of

speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful face. Her long, thick eyelashes were unblinking,

how haggard she looked, Taylor felt torn and ordered

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