The dance ended.
A flicker of disappointment crossed George Stanford's brow. "Shawna, can I hug you?"
Mrs. Guillen opened her arms generously and gave him a smile.
George Stanford was content.
「Inside the surveillance room.」
William Guillen was already in a frenzy; if Thomas Shannon hadn't been holding him back, he might have rushed out to fight George Stanford to the death.
As dinner concluded, George Stanford, ever the gentleman, escorted Mrs. Guillen out of the restaurant, opened her car door, and watched her depart.
While George Stanford was still immersed in the sorrow of his goddess leaving him, Charlie River appeared before him.
"Mr. Standford, the Young Master has fulfilled your request. Can we perform a comprehensive examination on the maniac now and then develop a surgical plan?"
"Tch, can't even wait a second," George Stanford grumbled, but he was a man of his word and honored their agreement.
"Lead the way."
