The Heartbreak Prescription

Stanley was so generous that George paused for a moment before replying, "Mr. Hawk, just give whatever you think is appropriate."

Stanley raised an eyebrow. "How about a million?"

A million?

George's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected Stanley to casually offer that much.

"That will be enough."

Stanley took out a check and handed it to George..

George quickly counted the zeros. It really was a million! "Thank you, Mr. Hawk. I'll be on my way now."

With the check in hand, George walked off, clearly pleased.

Stanley returned to the bedroom, where Wendy was already waiting for him.

Wendy glanced at him and asked, "What did George talk to you about?"

Stanley casually undid a button on his black shirt, revealing his well-defined collarbone, and smirked. "What do you think he could have said?"

her brow. "I'm asking seriously. I'm

Noticing her tense, serious expression,

"Did you give

"I did."

"How much?"

"One million."

give him money? And why

tonight? That's your foster father. What's wrong with giving him

him, his aristocratic appearance exuding elegance and generosity. Stanley had always been generous, never stingy with her.

he'll ask for two million tomorrow. You're

to leave, but Stanley grabbed

lowered his voice, asking, "Why did

was asking her about her foster

betraying any contempt for her despite George's visit. Raised in a high-status family

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