Stanley pursed his thin lips and did not answer.

Henry didn’t care. He touched his chin and said, “See, he ordered a bottle of Louis XIII. He didn’t finish a cup, but he kept pouring for Violet. He wants to make Violet get drunk and then does something."

Hearing this, Stanley clenched his hands on the edge of the window abruptly. Then his eyes became cold.

Seeing Stanley like this, Henry felt Stanley’s abnormal concern for Violet, and his heart sank, "Stanley, are you really..."

Before he finished speaking, Stanley suddenly turned around and walked towards the door of the private room.

Henry was stunned, "Stanley, where are you going?"

Stanley still ignored him, opened the door and went out.

Henry rubbed his baby face helplessly. After muttering something, he hurried to catch up with Stanley.

Downstairs, Violet was already drunk at the moment. Her face was flushed, and her eyes widened. She was sitting there and was hiccupping.

George put down his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, then spread his five fingers, "Violet, how many fingers?"

Violet blinked her blurred eyes and looked at it for a while before spit out a number uncertainly, "Two?"

A gloomy light flashed across George's eyes, "Wrong! This is five. Violet, you are drunk."

"I... I'm not drunk!" Violet was dissatisfied, pursing her red lips to retort on the spot.

George took off his glasses and put it in his chest pocket. The he smiled lowly, coaxing her softly like coaxing a child, "Okay, okay, you are not drunk. I am drunk. Shall we go home?"

"Okay." Violet hiccupped and nodded obediently.

George stood up and called the waiter to check out.

After checking out, he put Violet's bag on his shoulder first, and then he helped Violet stand up with putting one hand around her waist.

Smelling the fragrance from Violet and the strong aroma of Louis XIII, George took a deep breath, his eyes full of madness.

moment, a cold

look at the source of the sound. Then he saw Stanley and Henry coming one after another. His heart sank

Why were they here?

George and stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at Violet,

Instead, he held Violet more tightly, "Why do I have to give her to

"Why? You deliberately made her drunk. Do you still need

not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. Murphy, I don't understand what you

Give her to me!" Stanley stopped George and warned him word

and stared at him without fear, "What if

he did deliberately get Violet drunk. When visiting the ward during the day, he accidentally heard Ivan's mother and Ivan talking about that Violet and Stanley were very close recently. He couldn't bear it anymore. He had been

her. As long as he got her, she would be with him, so he would never allow anyone to ruin his

were fierce. His

them, was taken aback by George. He was

turned out that George, who was usually gentle,

like this basically had psychological problems. Did George

at George

it and gave him a

all over by George’s sight. As if being stared at by a

have no right to say no." Stanley had no time to care about what happened to Henry. He stretched out his hand to grab Violet's wrist,

moment Violet was dragged by

two of them, swaying from side to side, feeling dizzy. She

put his hand on the hands of George and Violet. He smiled and broke George’s hand free little by little, "Dr. Joe, I heard you have a paper, which has already published.

and told Stanley to take Violet away

Stanley a chance to leave? He looked

Although he knew that he might not be able to beat

Stanley picked up

Fraser saw Stanley approaching with a person in his arms from a long

in Stanley's arms was Violet. Then he opened

into the car and directly

responded and started the

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