Chapter 112 Where Is It?

Jessie felt buzzed in her ears. She turned her head angrily, "Who is it?" "It's me." Stanley got off the car. Jessie held back the anger on her face and blinked in an incredible way, "Mr. Murphy? Why are you here?" "Passing by. What happened to her?" Stanley's eyes fell on Violet. Violet buried her head on Jessie's shoulders. Her hair was scattered, and her face was covered by the hair tightly, so he couldn't see anything. "Violet is drunk" Jessie replied helplessly. "Did you guys drink?" Stanley squinted. Jessie said, "Yes, Violet is a little sad." "Sad?" Stanley pursed his thin lips, "Why is she sad?" Jessie looked at him bitterly, and muttered, "Why? It's all because of you." "Huh?" Stanley couldn't hear clearly, frowning. Jessie reacted and shook her head quickly, "Nothing. Mr. Murphy, can you take us to the nearest subway station?" "Get in the car." Stanley opened the back seat door. Jessie quickly thanked him and helped Violet into the car. Stanley also sat back in