Atwood froze for a few seconds, "I'll be right over."

As he drove, he wondered if Hilary had pissed Stanford off by not doing what he said.

Why else would he have sounded so upset?

Soon he pulled up to the neighbourhood where Stanford lived, then found Hilary standing at the door. He parked the car and quickly walked over, asking, "What's going on?"

"I should be the one asking you that, right?" When had Hilary ever been kicked out? This was simply an insult to her. If word got out, how could she ever face anyone?

It would be a disgrace!

"Did you not do what I told you to do?" Atwood felt that if she did what he said, it would make Stanford look at her differently.

"I did exactly what you said, but he didn't accept me and blew me out. Do you know how ashamed I am?" Hilary was simply furious.

"Why don't you wait for me in the car? I will go in first and see what's going on?" Atwood tried to reassure her.

"Am I an idiot? Waiting for you here?" Hilary stopped the car, "You have to give me an explanation on this matter."

With that, she got into the taxi and left.

sighed and walked towards

he arrived at Stanford's place, he rang

came to

sitting down, he came straight to the point and said, "Did you

could come into his

deny

"You're very straightforward. Do you have anything else to confess

Atwood pursed his lips.

didn't know that Stanford knew

thought he didn't remember

long moment, he opened his mouth, "I'm not

Atwood, "In that case,

Atwood stood up in

turning his back on him, "You know what you've done. There is no need

know." Atwood came over, "I haven't been following you for a day or

have no boundaries in what you do and you even interfere in my personal affairs." Stanford turned while his eyes were as cold as they had ever been, "Atwood, do you

I'm not

to explain, but

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