Suzy dropped her head down and clenched her fists tightly. Her hair hanging down also blocked her
face tightly. So Violet couldn’t see Suzy’s face, so she didn't know if Suzy really felt that she was wrong
or not.
Violet felt that it was mostly the latter, but it didn't matter.
Without thinking about it, Violet passed the present over, "Mr. Moore, this is a gift from me. I hope you
can like it."
Stanley looked at the bag in her hand. Then a sharp light flashed across his eyes.
Mr. Moore asked with smile, "Of course I like it. Look at the packaging, it's the one from Marcus's shop,
right?"
"Yes." Violet nodded.
Mr. Moore glanced at Stanley, "Unexpectedly, you are in a tacit understanding with Stanley. The ones
you guys gave are all spot ware, and they are all from Marcus's shop."
"Oh?" Violet looked at Stanley in surprise.
Stanley lowered his eyes and said quietly, "It's just a coincidence."
"That's why I said that you guys have a tacit understanding." Mr. Moore reached out and took the bag.
Violet said, "Mr. Moore, open it and take a look."
"Okay, let me see what spot ware you gave. What Stanley gave is Hua Kai Fu Gui..."
"Mine is San Qiu Gui Zi." Violet said with a smile.
When Mr. Moore heard it, his eyes brightened. His movements accelerated a lot. Obviously, he was
looking forward to San Qiu Gui Zi.
Just when Mr. Moore was about to finish unpacking, Suzy, who had been bowing her head, suddenly
raised her head and snatched the box containing San Qiu Gui Zi. She glared at Violet, "I hate you guts.
You stole my necklace, and repeatedly caused me to be ashamed and be punished by my Grandpa.
Now you want to please my Grandpa? You wish!"
When she finished speaking, she raised the box high amidst the exclamation of everyone, and wanted
to smash it towards the ground.
"Suzy, what are you doing? Stop!" Mr. Moore’s face changed and he sternly stopped her.
Stanley narrowed his eyes. His whole body was full of cold aura. It was obvious that he was also angry.
Suzy snorted coldly, didn't listen to him at all, and let go of her hand.
"No!" Violet shouted and reached out, trying to catch the box before it fell to the ground.
But no matter how fast she moved, she couldn't be as fast as the box falling.
Thud! The box fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, there was a rustle of broken porcelain from the box.
Violet was completely stunned. Her stretched out hand froze in the air. She stared blankly at the box on
the ground. It took a while before she came to her sense.
Then, regardless of Stanley's obstruction, she squatted down and opened the box. Seeing spot ware
shattered into pieces, she was so sad.
Mr. Moore also squatted down, picked up two pieces and looked at them, feeling so sorry.
But to no avail in sorry, spot ware had been broken and couldn't be recovered.
Mr. Moore threw away the shards and stood up tremblingly with Stanley's support. Looking at Suzy
who had a happy smile on her face, he slapped her angrily, "Asshole!"
The smile on Suzy's face instantly froze, then she covered her face and ran out crying.
Violet reclosed the box and stood up with holding the box. There was a feeble smiled on her pale face,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Moore, now I can't give you the present."
"It’s okay. I have already received your gift." Mr. Moore replied and waved his hand weakly.
Stanley glanced at the direction where Suzy had left with a gloomy look, and finally set his gaze on Mr.
Moore.
"Mr. Moore, your granddaughter is bad in nature. She won’t get better even if she receives a little
punishment. I hope you can teach her again from the beginning. Otherwise, she will cause you more
trouble."
His words were extremely rude. He said so straight.
Although Mr. Moore felt a little awkward, he knew that what Stanley said was right. So he nodded with
a wry smile.
"Let's go. Today's banquet has no meaning to continue." Seeing that Mr. Moore had agreed to teach
Suzy again, Stanley turned his gaze back and looked at Violet.
Violet thought the same. After giving a hmm, she followed him listlessly.
Just as Stanley said, this banquet could not go on.
Originally, Mr. Moore’s original intention for holding the banquet was to find some outstanding talents
for the Moore Group. By the way, he would like to see if there were designers with good talents to be
his apprentices.
But after the farce just now, he had no such thoughts. After apologizing to everyone, he announced that
the banquet was over, and then asked the butler to arrange for them to leave.
When Violet followed Stanley out of the Moore’s, there was a pouring rain outside.
Violet didn't bring an umbrella. She had no car, and wore a thin dress and short boots. The short boots
could not get wet. So it could be imagined how difficult she was at the moment.
Just when Violet didn't know what to do, Stanley, who was beside her, unbuttoned his suit and said,
"It's such a heavy rain. I will drive you back."
Violet opened her lips but she couldn't say any words to refuse. She could only nod, "Thank you, Mr.
Murphy."
This was the villa area. If she refused, she must go out of the villa area in the rain and got to the road
outside to get a taxi.
At that time, she would definitely be drenched. Maybe even when she saw a taxi, the driver didn't
necessarily drive her back when he saw her appearance.
Seeing that Violet didn't reject him, Stanley's face softened a bit. He took off his coat and put it on her
head, "Hold it by yourself."
Violet blinked, as if she didn't understand what he meant.
Stanley said, "Fraser can't drive here. He can only drive to the door. There are more than ten meters
from here to the door. This can be used as an umbrella to keep you out of the rain."
Violet felt so warmed. Then when she saw that he was wearing only a thin shirt, she took the coat off
her head, and handed it to him, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy. But no need, such a heavy rain. Besides, it's
very cold. If you give it to me, what if you catch a cold? Put on!"
"I won't catch a cold. Hold it." Stanley blocked the coat back with one hand, still a little impatient in his
eyes.
Violet took it, knowing that if she insisted on returning it to him, he would definitely be upset again, so
she gave it up and obediently put his coat over her head.
Seeing this, the impatience in his eyes immediately disappeared.
At this time, a black Bentley drove over from the rain in the distance and stopped outside the hollow
gate of the villa more than ten meters away.
Stanley grabbed Violet's wrist. Under Violet's stunned gaze, he said, "I will take you over. Follow me!"
After speaking, he rushed into the rain. Violet, who was dragged by him, naturally also went into the
rain.
The heavy rain fell on the coat on Violet's head, making a pattering sound, which was very loud,
showing how heavy the rain was.
In just a few seconds, Stanley brought Violet to the car.
He opened the door of the back seat, let go of Violet's hand, and patted her back to signal her to get in
the car first.
He was standing outside the car door, letting heavy rain on him. Until Violet got into the car, he bent
over to get on the car.
At this time, Stanley was basically wet. His hair was so wet, and water was still dripping down. His
expensive shirt was also tightly attached to his body. It was cold and uncomfortable, making his frown
tightly.
"Turn on the heat." Stanley patted the back of the driver's seat, and ordered in a deep voice.
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