Viola?
Viola was horrified. Did Orlando drink fake wine?
She did not say anything. When Stanley heard Orlando interrupt his confession, Stanley grew angry.
As the wine kicked in, Stanley got up from the ground, rushed over, grabbed Orlando's clothes, and clenched his other hand into a fist, ready to punch Orlando's face.
"You injured her two days ago. What right do you have to show yourself in front of her?"
Orlando didn't move, nor did he explain. He just looked into Stanley's eyes, showing no weakness.
Stanley was so angry that he was about to throw out a punch.
"Vincent! Shane!" Viola shouted.
Vincent and Shane immediately jumped in from the open window and separated the two men who were at loggerheads.
"Viola, why didn't you let me teach him a lesson?" Stanley asked gloomily.
Viola gave Vincent and Shane a look, saying, "Mr. Falcon is drunk. Drive him back."
"Yes."