Dorian Howards was momentarily stunned, "What’s going on?"

"This..." Caleb found it difficult to explain, so he said, "Because of Madam’s situation, Elder Kinston’s emotions are quite unstable. Previously, when someone was reporting to Elder Kinston, they merely speculated that Madam might be in trouble, and Elder Kinston almost strangled that person to death."

Because of this, no one dared to mention anything about Mabel Quinn possibly being in trouble in front of Elder Kinston anymore.

It was only when Dorian Howards finally saw Kyle Kinston in person that he truly understood the meaning behind Caleb’s words and realized that Caleb’s description was still too understated.

Is the person in front of him really Kyle? After knowing Kyle Kinston for so many years, Dorian Howards suddenly felt a bit dazed. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

In his impression, Kyle had always been neatly dressed, calm and composed. Even when tormented by the Blood Curse, he was disheveled and in pain, but never despondent.

Yet now, the Kyle he saw was so despondent, with messy hair and stubble on his jaw. Even the suit he wore, which should have been crisp and tidy, was wrinkled and untidy.

"Kyle?" he called, stepping forward.

But the other person seemed not to hear, continuously watching a video. In the vast room, a projector played the video on the wall in a loop. Dorian Howards watched for a while and could only make out that it was a video of a dock, showcasing the environment inside the dock and the ship setting sail.

Could it be... that this was the surveillance video of Mabel Quinn before she boarded the ship? Yet Dorian Howards couldn’t tell which one in the video was Mabel Quinn.

But Kyle Kinston watched it attentively, over and over, as if never growing tired of it.

Dorian Howards sighed, placing a hand on Kyle Kinston’s shoulder, "Kyle, that’s enough."

He knew that if this continued, Kyle might truly end up self-destructing.

Kyle Kinston’s body trembled suddenly, then he turned his head, as if in slow motion, to look at Dorian Howards, "Enough?" His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t spoken in a long time, and those phoenix eyes of his were filled with a kind of deathly stillness, as if there wasn’t a hint of life in them.

It was an almost utter despair in his gaze.

Dorian Howards was secretly shocked, fearing that with time, Kyle had also... despaired? Mabel meant something special to Kyle. At that moment, Dorian Howards felt as if the events of the previous generation were about to replay.

Back then, Kyle’s mother died, and then his father committed suicide. And now, with Mabel Quinn almost having no hope of survival, would Kyle die too?

Dorian Howards felt his chest constricting painfully.

"Yes, enough." He said, "If Mabel were to come back, she probably wouldn’t like seeing you like this." Now, he could only exaggerate the possibility of Mabel being alive to increase Kyle’s chances of survival.

When he mentioned the name "Mabel," Kyle Kinston’s eyelashes fluttered lightly. Then he slowly raised his hand, gently touching his own face, "Mabel... wouldn’t like it? That’s right, she said it before, she doesn’t love me anymore, she doesn’t love..."

That handsome face started to be enveloped in a distorted agony, and his hand gripped his face as if wanting to dig his fingers into his flesh.