“Stanley I was wrong!” She couldn’t care less, she only knew to rush down on her knees and beg for forgiveness, panicked, hit her head on the ground and knocked her head, her forehead that was already bleeding was splattered with blood, there was nothing else to think about “I didn’t mean to hurt Sikh, it was all an accident, an accident, ah!”
Sevag cried in fear, but Stanley just looked at her in disgust, frowned, and his face grew colder and colder.
“I didn’t ask Sikh.”
Sevag had been crying a snotty hand, but did not expect Stanley came to such a sentence, she froze in place.
But then she reacted and couldn’t help but feel very surprised.
Sure enough, the information is still correct, it seems that the Davidson Family really is a bad relationship, Stanley and Sikh relationship is very bad!
But before Sevag’s heart could drop, he heard Stanley ask coldly again.
“It was Klara you wanted to harm all along, wasn’t it?”
Sevag was instantly dumbfounded.
She looked up at Stanley’s cold stare and half-heartedly failed to follow what he was trying to say.
“I … was going to hurt Klara, but nothing happened to her either!”
In Sevag’s mind, as long as the people she harmed were not in trouble, there was no need to hold her accountable.
Stanley grunted a laugh.
“It’s true that she’s not hurt.” He looked down at Sevag as if he were looking at an insignificant mole, “But that doesn’t mean anyone can just hurt her.”
Klara is Stanley’s bottom line.
Even if Klara wasn’t hurt, as soon as he found out that someone had tried to get her killed, he would have to pay the price he deserved.
Stanley’s cold eyes were shining coldly, he no longer wanted to see this woman, he looked up and gave a cold order to the bodyguards standing at the side, “You guys, take care of her.”
These cold and heartless words, so firm and simple, sentenced Sevag to death, her future, thus drawing to a close.
“Yes!” The bodyguards bowed their heads and answered.
Several tall, black-clad men immediately grabbed Sevag’s arm and dragged him outside the dressing room.
Sevag was just in complete shock, and now that the pain was coming from her arm, she finally woke up to the misery that was about to await her. She began to cry, struggling desperately, trying to crawl towards Stanley’s feet.
“Stanley, I’m begging you, please let me go, I know I’m wrong, I won’t dare again!” Sevag tried to reach out and grab Stanley’s ankle, however several bodyguards firmly pinned her down and she could only cry out.
“I am notorious, and I really did not know Klara was your person, if I had known, I would not have dared to touch a hair of her. You should let me go for the sake of the fact that she has nothing to do now …”
Sevag was really not expecting Klara to have such an important place in Stanley’s heart.
She thought that a young master like Stanley was just curious for a moment and just wanted to play with Klara, but now she finally realized that she thought wrong.
Sevag was on the ground, nearly frantic, and she desperately pleaded with Stanley for mercy, yet Stanley remained tough and indifferent.
He gestured slightly, and several bodyguards immediately set up Sevag.
Soon Sevag was dragged out of the dressing room, and the shouts, pleas and sobs faded away.
Finally, the dressing room could no longer hear any sound from Sevag, and the whole room became silent and terribly quiet.
Klara stared at the side of Stanley’s face for a long time, and finally, as if she could no longer stand such silence, she spoke softly: “I can handle these things myself, and they have nothing to do with you, so why do you have to interfere?”
Sevag had provoked her, and she intended to finish with Sevag in her own way. To take a breath of anger for herself.
But this breath is not finished, this Stanley will be nosy appear, the original revenge plan she disrupted the whole.
Stanley turned his head to look at Klara, the knot in his throat rolled, and spoke faintly, “Nothing to do with me?” No emotion could be heard in his voice, but the tone of his voice faintly made Klara feel very uncomfortable.
“Originally it is ah, she wants to harm is me, accounting is also I to settle accounts with her, and you have nothing to do ah.”
“Settling a score with her for your own sake?” Stanley spoke with a sneer and next suddenly raised his voice to Klara, “Are you sure it’s for yourself and not because of that cousin of mine?”
Stanley’s words were full of self-deprecation, and Klara finally realized that he was very out of sorts today.
She stared at the man in front of her for a long time, and although he looked as usual, as cold as ever, Klara noticed that he had a slight frown on his face and was obviously a little angry.
Why should he be angry?
Klara found it very strange.
“Stanley, you’re angry! What are you angry about?” She asked, opening her mouth.
Stanley’s cold face does not answer.
Ask him what he’s angry about.
He doesn’t know why he’s angry now himself.
Probably angry at Sikh for saving Klara.
Maybe he was angry with himself, why he was not the first one to stand in front of Klara to protect her every time she was in trouble.
The more Stanley thought about it, the more annoyed he became, his expression became even colder, and the air around him seemed to freeze.
Klara saw that Stanley didn’t seem to want to answer, so she didn’t ask any further questions. I’ve taken a leave of absence from the show to go see Sikh, do you want to come with me?”
She had heard something about Stanley and Sikh, but she was confused about the intricacies between the Davidson Family’s side line and the full line, but she thought they were both related by blood, and out of courtesy, she asked Stanley if he wanted to go visit Sikh with her.
However, Stanley’s face became even more ugly after hearing her words.
“You said you were going to see Sikh in the hospital?”
“Anyway, he was injured because of me, so it’s only right that I go and see him.” Klara spoke with a faint smile.
Stanley just stared at Klara for a long time, as if he didn’t want to miss her every expression.
Klara saw that he never answered and thought he didn’t want to go with her to visit Sikh. She was slightly embarrassed and was about to say that she could go alone, but to her surprise Stanley pulled open the dressing room door, turned around and asked her softly, “Are you still going?”
He looked at Klara and asked coldly, “Didn’t you say you were going to see Sikh at the hospital? Why are you standing there?”
Klara didn’t know what he meant for a while, but she didn’t have time to think about it, so she hurried to follow him.
Half an hour later, Stanley pulled up under Ross Hospital in his limited edition Rolls-Royce.