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Chapter 1310
Not a hint of sorrow was evident on Gordon's face.
"Molly's just a kid. I told you that her body is weak. We don't even know who her real family is. If you
like her, fine. But don't take it seriously."
Yale's fists tightened at that.
"Don't forget about our deal, Dad. I can sacrifice myself for the family, but you guys should never
meddle with my relationship with Molly.”
His eyes were red like that of a mad beast. He continued, "Everything I did all these years is for the
family.
"I'm just trying to protect the woman I love. I've done every filthy and disgusting deed that could ever
possibly exist in this world.
"Yet, this is what I get in return?"
Noticing the unhinged tone in Yale's voice, Gordon softened his own voice in an attempt to soothe his
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"Yes. And this is all because of Krystal. Don't make Molly's sacrifice go to nothing.
"Take this chance to ask favors from the Heaths. Mr. Heath is very conscious of his reputation. He'll
surely-" "Enough!" Yale interrupted icily. "I'm no longer your puppet. If Molly doesn't survive this, I'm
gonna let the whole Heath family pay back for what Krystal did!"
He then turned and left.
The Kingston family didn't adopt Molly out of pure intentions.
The youngest son of the family was always sick and needed a lot of money for an operation.
Thus, they indulged in charity to boost their business. Adopting her was one of the long list of deeds
done.
In the end, they achieved their objective, and the boy recovered.
No one among the Kingston ever paid attention to her; no one except Yale.
He treated her genuinely.
Back in the corridor, it took Olivia a while to tell what was happening within that family.
Molly's life and death didn't matter to them at all.
The door to the operating room opened, and Olivia asked, "Doctor, how's the patient doing?" "She's
safe, but the child-"
Considering the severity of the situation, no one actually hoped for the baby to be saved miraculously.
Yale went over with red eyes. The unconscious Molly had her head bandaged, looking pale.
"Molly." He held her hand carefully. He wanted to touch her but feared that it might hurt her.
Adalia commented indifferently, "This brat has always been like this since young. Whenever I think that
she won't make it, she survives like a miracle.
"Don't worry, Ms. Fordham. She's like a cat. She has nine lives or maybe more."
Olivia gazed at her in disbelief.
"Please watch your language, Mrs. Kingston. You didn't witness how brutal the scene was yourself.
Fate has been cruel to Ms. Kingston."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOlivia's expression showed displeasure, and Adalia hurriedly made up for it.
"I'm doing this for Ms. Heath. I'm afraid that she won't get over the guilt. I don't want this brat to ruin
Yale's relationship with Ms. Heath."
Adalia assumed that Olivia would side with the Heaths because she was one of them. But Olivia didn't
think the same way.
It didn't matter if the same blood ran in Molly. As long as Molly was one of them, they should at least
care for her, shouldn't they?
Yet, Adalia brushed off the harm inflicted upon Molly and treated her as a tool to gain favor from others.
Olivia pitied Mollyagain.
It was impossible to talk sense into Adalia, so Olivia ended the conversation and examined Molly's
condition.
She would've died if Yale hadn't taken good care of her during the past years.
Adalia didn't stop her rants, and Yale's patience ran thin.
"Mom, if you have nothing else to do, you might as well go to a beauty salon." "How could you say that,
son? I'm thinking of your sake. Don't offend the Heaths for this unworthy brat.
"She's not dead yet. What else are you asking for?” "Leave!"
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