"Okay." Violet said, "I'll do what I say, really!"
Lest he didn't believe her, she even held up three fingers in the shape of an oath.
Stanley pushed her hand back, "I believe you."
Violet smiled and leaned into his arms, "I knew my husband would believe me."
"Alright." Stanley rubbed her soft hair, "You sit down first, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes, I went into a warehouse with someone during the day to check out the equipment and got a lot of dust on me, I'll take a shower and come back down."
"Go on." Violet waved her hand, gesturing for him to hurry.
Stanley stood up, walked around the sofa, headed for the stairs and went upstairs.
Just as he reached the second floor, Stanley heard a sound of footsteps.
He looked up and saw George walking this way in a white suit with silver-rimmed glasses.
Stanley stopped and did not continue up the stairs, standing in place and watching George.
George also saw Stanley and paused in his steps, obviously not expecting to see Stanley here by such a coincidence either.
But soon, George regained his composure and continued on, until he walked in front of Stanley, almost two steps away from him, and only then did he come to a complete stop.
"Mr. Murphy, it's been a long time." George smiled at Stanley and extended his hand.
This smile seemed to go back to the gentle George when he first returned to the country.
But Stanley remained expressionless, dropping his eyes to glance at his hand, with no intention of shaking his hand at all.
"It is quite a long time." Stanley narrowed his eyes, his voice clear and cold.
George also saw that he did not want to shake hands with him, so he calmly and freely put his hand down as if nothing had happened, and put his hand back into his coat pocket, "Mr. Murphy, you don’t seem to welcome my arrival, which is a bit strange to me, after all, I came over to help, did not you agree to it?"
"I did agree, but that doesn't mean that I necessarily treat you well." Stanley said coldly.
George laughed, "Mr. Murphy, aren’t you afraid of offending me when you talk like that?"
"What? Offend you and you will leave?" Stanley narrowed his eyes, "If you want to leave, I won't hold back, I can always hire another doctor."
"Oh? Henry?" George raised an eyebrow, "At this time of year, he's probably staying in some deep forest, isn't he working as a traveling doctor?"
"Without him, there can be other doctors, in this world, there is no shortage of excellent doctors." Stanley said in a cold voice.
George shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I forgot about your status, Mr. Murphy, and your status does allow you to hire the best doctors in the world."
"So, you're leaving?" Stanley looked at him.
George smiled again, "Of course not, I'm here, not exactly to help you, most importantly, I'm here to help Violet, she's my friend and there's no way I'm going to see anything happen to her."
"Since you said she was your friend, what did you do to her before, then?" Stanley suddenly became irritated and grabbed his collar in one go, his face grim as he growled low.
He previously claimed to love Violet.
But what happened was that his love was shown in that way, kidnapping the child of the person he loved and causing the child to have a car accident.
After such a big incident, not only did he repent and restrain, but getting crazier and crazier, even burning her factory and designing his own car accidents just to get her to take care of him.
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