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

heavily, almost in tears, but she could not pull the trigger for a

moment, she

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

fell backward, but Taylor reacted quickly and supported

asshole!

on Christopher like an enraged lion, with a speed that all of

all undergone professional training. They should not have been so slow to react,

they let their guard

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

react in time as well. The glass in his

let

as he fiercely bit on

Everyone panicked, not

gun, aiming it at Oscar, and firing three shots into his back

not restrain herself anymore,

basement was

top of Christopher, Oscar

his face was covered in sweat. He ran to Christopher. "Mr. Christopher! How

was a bloody mess, and he

doctor... Call

pain, and he roared with a twisted face,

needed stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently

in the basement to get rid of Oscar's

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

she looked, Taylor felt torn

suddenly called him with

gloomy gaze became passionate. "Yvonne, you haven't called

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