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 cold voice

eyes to look at the source of the sound. Then he saw Stanley and

Why were they here?

George and stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at Violet, who was drunk and unconscious in

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

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

"Mr. Murphy, I don't understand what you are

say it again. Give her to me!" Stanley stopped George and warned him word by

him without fear, "What

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

of celebrating, just to get her. As long as he got her, she would be

fierce. His face was full of

watching them, was taken aback by George. He

that George, who was usually gentle, elegant

basically had psychological problems. Did George

looked at

gave him a

sight. As if being

happened to Henry. He

Stanley was fast, George was not slow. At the moment Violet was dragged

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

Violet. He smiled and broke George’s hand free

at Stanley and told Stanley to

could George not know that Henry was giving Stanley a chance to leave? He looked at

that he might

deep look at Henry, Stanley picked up Violet,

the parking lot, Fraser saw Stanley approaching with a person in his arms from

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

He stuffed Violet into the

responded and

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