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.

hand, pointing the gun

but she could not

moment, she even contemplated killing

as everyone's focus was gathered on Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood

backward, but

asshole! Go

Christopher like an

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

they let their guard

a half-dead state would suddenly have a powerful burst of

The glass

second, he let out a

eyes bulged as he fiercely bit on Christopher's left

Christopher!" Everyone panicked, not knowing what

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

herself anymore, tears streaming uncontrollably down her

entire basement was

of Christopher,

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

he shockingly saw that Christopher's left ear was a bloody mess, and

Call

face was pale from pain, and he roared with a twisted face,

needed stitches for his severe injuries, Christopher was urgently

to

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

felt torn

called him with

heart skipped a beat, and his usually gloomy gaze became passionate. "Yvonne, you haven't

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