It was time for dinner.
Because of Ivy, the two children were not as lively as usual.
Violet didn't know what to say, so she also kept silent.
So the atmosphere in the huge dining room was very strange and depressing.
In the end, Ivy took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence.
She looked at Violet's neck, "Miss Hunt, didn't you wear the pendant I gave you?"
"I threw it away." Violet took a sip of the soup and replied directly.
Ivy pretended to be shocked, "You threw it away?"
"Yes." Violet nodded.
Ivy bit her lip, looking sad, "Why? Is it because I gave it to you?"
Violet put down her chopsticks and wanted to say something.
Ivy said again, "Miss Hunt, don't you think you’ve gone too far? I kindly gave you a gift. How could you just throw it away?"
Listening to Ivy’s questioning, Violet crossed her arms on her chest and looked at Ivy with a smile, "The gift is not good. Why can't I throw it away?"
"What gift?" Seeing the two women arguing, Stanley finally spoke, put down his chopsticks and looked at Ivy.
Ivy's eyes flashed, "It's a pendant."
"What kind of pendant? Can I trouble Miss Ellis to tell them?" The mockery on Violet's face became more intense.
Seeing this, Stanley had already guessed that there was a problem with the gift. His face sank, "Ivy, what on earth did you give Violet?"
"I..." Ivy squeezed the chopsticks tightly and didn’t continue for a long time.
Violet couldn't wait any longer. She sneered, "You can't tell them, right? Let me tell them. She gave me a mouse."
"Mouse?" Stanley frowned, "Ivy, why do you want to give a mouse to Violet?"
Ivy lowered her head, "Because... Miss Hunt likes mice, so..."
"If you give me that because I like mice, I will be very happy. Because usually these kinds of accessories are very cute, but the mouse you gave me is clearly custom-made. What’s more, it’s the mouse who likes stealing stuff. Are you alluding anything?" Violet stared at her.
Hearing this, Stanley had already understood.
Ivy gave Violet a custom-made mouse accessory, but this mouse was not cute. It was a stealer.
In other words, Ivy was alluding to Violet as a thief, as to what the stolen thing was, he had already understood.
Stanley pulled a long face. His whole body was full of cold aura.
"Ivy, don't you understand me?" He looked at Ivy with cold eyes.
Seeing that the two children almost finished eating, Violet patted Calvin on the shoulder and signaled Calvin to take his sister out.
After all, it was better for children to hear less about adults’ matter.
Hearing Stanley's cold tone, Ivy seemed to cry in an instant, "Stanley, I..."
"I have talked to you several times that Violet is my wife. Don’t target her. You promised well in front of me, but you can’t keep your promise. Last time, you framed her in the ward. This time, you gave her a pendant to provoke her. What the hell do you want to do?" Stanley questioned her.
Ivy seemed to be frightened. She shivered, and her tears flowed more fiercely, "Stanley, don't blame me, I... I just..."
"Enough." Stanley raised his hand, "This is the second time. If it happens again, move out immediately."
After speaking, he took Violet's hand and walked out of the dining room.
Ivy herself was left in the dining room.
She sank back into the chair and lowered her head deeply, covering the crazily surging madness in her eyes.
She did not expect that Violet would directly tell Stanley about the pendant, causing her to be blamed by him.
However, during this time, she was indeed a bit too radical. She had to stop, otherwise Stanley would hate her, which was not a good thing for her.
Violet and Stanley came to the living room.
Violet took back her hand, "I thought you would still protect her."
Stanley pursed his lips, "In your eyes, am I such a person?"
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