Some people say that women are a very strange animal, when happy they can forget themselves, when unhappy they will remember all the misfortunes they have suffered before.
And indeed, it is true!
Dolly had already forgotten about Emma answering the phone for Brayden. For her, Brayden’s smile was enough to make her fall, how could she keep on holding on to some trivial things.
However, these little things ended up leading to the misunderstandings that followed, and these were just not the right time.
“Dolly, we’ll go first!”
“Dolly, I’ll go back first!”
The employees outside the office, one by one, left the office, until finally, in the whole studio, only Dolly was left alone.
“Still not leaving?” Stanley walked in and asked with concern.
“Well, I still have work to finish.” Dolly replied.
“Don’t work overtime, go home, I don’t expect this studio to be profitable anyway.” Stanley’s mouth kept urging.
The words got Dolly’s attention.
“Stanley, I’m telling you, this studio, I will make you profitable!” She said firmly.
Looking at Dolly in front of her, Stanley smiled slightly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
Forget it, let her be, as long as she is happy.
“Okay, it’s late, I’ll take you home! Let’s go!” With that, he directly pulled Dolly’s arm and left the office.
“Hey, wait a minute, that, don’t you touch me.” After saying that, Dolly directly shook off his arm.
Looking at this scene, Stanley felt a little embarrassed and just cleared his throat while walking directly to the car.
“I can go back by myself.” She said in a low voice.
“It’s too late, it’s not safe for you to go back alone, get in the car, I’ll take you home.” Stanley in the car rushed to say.
“What? Do you want Mrs. Knight and Franklin to wait for you at home all the time for dinner?”
A word that made Dolly hesitate, she thought for a moment or opened the car door and sat in.
“Why so defensive, I’m not going to eat you.” Stanley said snidely.
“I just think it’s better for the two of us to keep some distance.” Dolly replied from the back.
She didn’t choose to sit in the passenger seat because she was afraid that something might happen.
“Dolly, you’re my employee and I’m your boss, how do you expect us to keep our distance? Beat each other to death?” Stanley asked in a low voice, with some exasperation in his tone.
“I just want to run the studio well, to make a profit for you and to benefit the employees, and as for the rest, I never thought about it.” She lowered her head and replied.
“Hiss!”
Suddenly, the car stopped and Stanley turned his face to look at the person in front of him seriously, somewhat displeased.
“Dolly, tell me honestly, without this team, would you not have taken over my studio?”
Does this need to be said? Undoubtedly, the answer is yes.
“Yes!” She answered.
Stanley gritted his teeth and kept driving.
“Do you hate me that much?”
“I don’t hate you, I just think we should each go about our own business and not waste our energy on things that don’t make sense.” She replied.
“Pah!”
Stanley threw a fist directly at the steering wheel and Dolly was startled, her eyes revealing a wave of fear.
“Get out of the car, you’re home.” Stanley said in a low voice.
This time, he didn’t get out of the car to visit Mrs. Knight.
Looking at the departing car, Dolly lowered her head, something that could not be compromised!
“Who brought you back?” Mrs. Knight asked as she walked over.
“Stanley,” she replied.
Mrs. Knight looked at the car in the distance and frowned slightly.
“Is he still pestering you?”
“No, ma’am, don’t get your hopes up.” Dolly replied as she gently patted Mrs. Knight’s arm.
Well, she better be thinking! Mrs. Knight slowly turned around and walked into the living room.
“Where’s Brayden? Why isn’t he back yet?” Dolly asked softly as she took off her coat.
“Dad said he had to work late tonight, so he won’t come back for dinner.” Franklin rushed to answer next to him.
He was still so busy! She shrugged her shoulders, feeling a little helpless.
Brayden, at this moment, was in his office, flipping through the project paperwork, looking very serious.
“Big brother, go home.” Leon said as he walked in.
“Well, you go back first.” Brayden replied.
Leon looked at the person in front of him and finally chose to leave the office.
He had already discussed with Anastasia that he was going on a date tonight, so naturally he had to go home early to get ready as well.
But before he could enter the house, Leon saw a man from afar who was constantly pestering his beloved one.
“Anastasia, it’s been a long time since you’ve contacted me.” Tiger said as he grabbed her arm.
“Tiger, I’ve made it clear to you before that I have a boyfriend and that we both already live together, so don’t …” Anastasia said as she struggled.
“That’s okay, I can wait for you.” Tiger replied.
The reason why Tiger has not made a move on Leon until now is that he wants to wait peacefully for Anastasia to break up with Leon and then live a happy life with her in peace and quiet.
But he didn’t learn how much Leon and Anastasia really love each other.
“Don’t you wait for me, I don’t love you, not before, not now, and not again!” With that, Anastasia fiercely shook off Tiger’s arm and prepared to leave.
“Anastasia! Do you want to see Leon’s accident with your own eyes!”
The biting voice behind her instantly made Anastasia stop in her tracks.
“What are you trying to do? Don’t hurt Leon!” she yelled in a low voice.
“This is not up to you!” With that, Tiger pulled out the fruit knife directly from his pocket and blew on the tip, a murderous aura in his eyes.
“Tiger, I advise you that it is better to be honest!”
“Or else …” Tiger smiled coldly at the knife he was holding.
“Otherwise what?” At this point Leon couldn’t help but ask out loud.
“Leon!”
Anastasia immediately ran to Leon and hugged him tightly.
“Yo, come so timely? I was going to look for you.” Tiger slowly walked towards him and said.
“Looking for me for what?” Leon answered.
“Anastasia, from now on, she is my girlfriend, you, can get lost!” Tiger yelled bluntly.
This is ridiculous! Leon looked at Tiger, who had a fierce face in front of him, and shook his head.
“That depends on whether Anastasia is willing or not.” Leon replied, tightening his grip on Anastasia’s waist.