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.

this moment, a

raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound. Then he saw Stanley and Henry coming one after another. His

Why were they here?

her to me!" Stanley walked to George and stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at Violet, who was

more tightly, "Why do I have to give

his eyes, "Why? You deliberately made her drunk. Do you still need me to

don't understand what you are talking about. Please let me go. Violet

you go? I'll say it again. Give her to

stared at him without

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

As long as he got her, she would be

it, George's eyes were fierce. His face

who was watching them, was taken aback by

gentle, elegant and liked by patients, had

like this basically had psychological

at George

gave him

if being stared at by a poisonous snake, Henry

care about what happened to Henry. He stretched out his hand to grab Violet's

not slow. At the moment Violet was

swaying from side to side, feeling dizzy. She

on the hands of George and Violet. He smiled and broke George’s hand free little

Stanley and

Stanley a chance to leave? He looked at Henry

lowered his head to glance at his small body. Although he knew that he might not be able to beat George, he still bit

deep look at Henry, Stanley picked up Violet, and

with a person in his arms from a long

person in Stanley's arms was Violet. Then he opened his

stuffed Violet into the car and directly

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