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 at

in tears, but she could

moment, she even contemplated killing

on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely

as she fell backward, but Taylor reacted

you asshole! Go to

Christopher like an enraged

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

they let

expect someone who was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly have a powerful

not react in time as well. The glass

he let

he fiercely

not

gun, aiming it at Oscar, and

not restrain herself anymore, tears

basement was enveloped in deadly

on top of

his face was covered in sweat. He ran to Christopher.

shockingly saw that Christopher's left ear was a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on the tip,

doctor... Call

roared with a twisted face,

his severe injuries, Christopher

in the basement to get rid

first. I want to speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful face. Her

torn and ordered the others

suddenly called him with a

became passionate.

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