Chapter 546 He's Angry

When Violet looked at these, she just felt goosebumps rise and couldn't help but rub her arms. Why were there so many posters and photos of Stanley’s mother in Ivan's study, and what was with those wax figures? As a nephew, why did he need to get so much stuff related to his aunt? Unable to figure it out, Violet looked at Stanley. Stanley's face was frighteningly grim, and the cold air and low pressure emanating from his body was even more oppressive, making people breathless. Violet knew that he was angry, very, very angry. And yeah, who wouldn't be pissed that a poster of their mother's picture, and a wax figure, was put all over the room like a pervert? Violet squeezed Stanley's hand, gesturing for him to calm down first and figure out why Ivan was doing this before getting angry. Stanley closed his eyes, forcibly betraying the anger inside him, and looked at Fraser, "Is there anything else besides that?" "Yes, and a diary." When speaking of this diary, a look of incoherenc