Chapter 1313


    Mason set down his teacup.


    "Speak of the devil.


    Let him in." Yale was wearing the same outfit.


    The ck coat managed to hide the blood stain with its color, but the red on his palms and his cor


    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 surveince footage while he was in the hospital.


    He usually monitored Molly''s condition through those surveince 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.


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    Yale approached Mason to offer a greeting in a hoarse voice.


    Mason spoke up, "I''ve heard what happened to your sister.


    I''m sorry about the baby.


    "It was indeed Krystal''s fault.


    You may do anything you want.


    I have no opinion about it." He revealed his stance instantly, determined not to protect her.


    Yale was aware of Mason''s intention.


    Even if Mason had drawn the line explicitly, he still couldn''tpletely abandon her.


    It was a way to cate Yale, as well as a warning to Krystal.


    Without uttering a word, Yale knelt before Mason.


    Just a single nce at Yale''s face, Olivia understood something.


    "yale, what are you doing? Get up.” Tatiana held him.


    He dodged her hands and looked at Mason.


    "I''m grateful for your teaching and care all these years." Mason''s heart sank to the pit of his stomach,


    but he managed a concerned expression.


    "What do you mean by this, Yale?" "I bet my father and grandfather have talked to you over the phone.


    Yale could tell what Gordon''s n was without personally hearing it from him.


    Mason would never stay still and do nothing after such a serious matter happened.


    He definitely had contacted those men to express his pretentious concern.


    His true intention was to take care of the issue for Krystal.


    No one in the Kingston family cared about Molly''s life and death.


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


    Benefits were all that mattered to the adults, and Yale was one of their chess pieces in the past.


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


    be wrong this entire time.


    He shouldn''t have promised Gordon to be the chess piece.


    Ever since Gordon found out about their rtionship, he had been using Molly to threaten Yale.


    Yale boarded the train in order to protect Molly.


    In the end, the protection he asked for became the weapon that had hurt her the most.


    No one could imagine how much it hurt when Krystal kicked her in the stomach.


    Yale continued with reddened eyes, "I''d like to say that I don''t share the same notion as them." Mason


    narrowed his eyes before looking at the butler next to him.


    “Pour him a ss of water.


    His throat is too dry for him to speak." "Yes, sir." The butler poured Yale a ss of water and urged him


    to take a seat.


    But Yale wasn''t buying it.


    He continued kneeling.


    Krystal stomped on her foot.


    What do you mean by that? So, what do you n to do?" "Before that, I have three requests." Words


    escaped through his gritted teeth.


    "Say it." Mason remained indifferent.


    "Firstly, I request for Krystal and I to break up."