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 t