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

heavily, almost in tears, but she could not pull the

she even contemplated killing

Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely knocked Yvonne aside with all

but Taylor reacted

asshole! Go

an

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

let their

someone who was tortured to a

time as well. The glass in his hand

let out a piercing

fiercely

Christopher!" Everyone panicked, not knowing what

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

not restrain herself anymore,

basement was enveloped

of Christopher, Oscar

frightened that his face was covered in sweat. He ran to

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

doctor... Call

with a twisted face, "Chop him into pieces and feed him to

severe injuries,

to get rid of Oscar's

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

looked, Taylor felt torn and ordered the others to leave

called him with

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

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