"Have you investigated me?" Shawn narrowed his eyes and asked.
"I guessed some, and I also investigated some." Stanley smiled faintly. "At least I want to know if the man I'm having dinner with now is a danger to me."
Shawn paused and then smiled. "Fair enough."
This kind of man with such stature could never be too careful.
"Are you leaving Grasmere tomorrow?" Shawn asked.
Stanley took a sip of red wine and said, "I'll stay for two more days and leave after we finish our business here. What about you?"
Shawn put down the wine glass in his hand and gracefully pursed his lips before saying, "I will go to Beachmarsh City after dinner."
Stanley nodded. "Then let's set a time to have dinner in Beachmarsh City. I'll do my best as a host."
The two men talked happily and the atmosphere was harmonious.
When the steak was served on the table, the sharp knife cut the medium-rare steak into half, spreading the smell of blood into the air. Stanley did not like to eat medium-rare steak as the smell was too bloody and strong, but Shawn seemed to like it and enjoyed it very much.
"You don't like it?" Shawn saw him put down the knife and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "It's hard to accept the smell of blood for a while, but when you get used to it, you will fall in love with it, and you will enjoy the soft taste of steak with a little bit of bloody smell."
Stanley only drank without comment. "Do you have something important to do on your trip to Beachmarsh City this time?"
The knife creaked on the porcelain plate. Shawn chewed the bloody beef in his mouth and said with a nod after swallowing it, "Yes, I do have something important to do."
"Oh, what is it?" Stanley raised his eyebrows.
Shawn's lips were stained with red wine that looked rather eerie under the reflection of the light. His glance slowly became deep. "Does it count as important to get back my lost treasure?"
"Treasure? Did someone steal it from you?"
"This treasure can walk and move and has feelings. I lost her a few years ago, and now I want to get her back."
Stanley understood instantly what Shawn meant, so he joked, "It seems that she is someone you love dearly and also someone extraordinary to make you remember her for so long. Tell her when you find her. I'll treat you to dinner."
With a smile on his face, Shawn clinked glasses with him and spat out a word. "Okay."
After dinner, Stanley returned to the hotel while Shawn set off for Beachmarsh City.
It was 7 pm when they returned to the hotel, which was a little early.
Stanley had not eaten much at dinner but only a few glasses of red wine. At this moment, he felt a little dizzy when the alcohol kicked in, so he leaned against the wall lazily.
Anthony opened the door for him. Stanley lifted his slender legs and entered the room.
As he walked in, Stanley pulled his tie and suddenly stopped.
Seeing that he suddenly stopped, Anthony was a little confused and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"
Stanley frowned and stared at the person on the bed. Anthony looked in the direction where Stanley was looking and saw the person.
There was a half-naked woman sitting on the soft bed. She was plump and was irresistibly sexy.
Seeing them come in, the woman immediately got up to greet them, looking a little cautious. "Sir, the water in the bathtub is full. You can take a hot bath first."
Anthony stepped forward with a fierce look in his eyes. "Who are you? How did you get in?"
Although he was just a small-time assistant, after all, he had seen a lot of things during his employment under Stanley, so he looked very scary when his expression turned cold.
Shocked, the woman trembled and stuttered, "M-Mr. Gregory arranged for me to come in..."
Mr. Gregory was one of the people in charge of the branch office. It seemed that he sent this woman here to please Stanley.
It was quite a normal practice for these managers to send women to their boss' room.
Anthony was speechless. "Miss, you can go back now. We don't need your service here."
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