“I saw from the hottest searches that you were attacked by Tom Sullivan’s hired goons. Looks like you made it out in one piece,” said Sharon.

“So, you’ve finally shown some concern about that.”

“Oh, my attention has been on my daughter-in-law, so I accidentally forgot. Sorry, Son.”

“... Oh.”

“Right, dear. I want to know if you managed to stun the crowd when you went to the wedding with Xyla last night. Did you show her enough respect? I figure that everyone must have been shocked when they saw what a gorgeous and compatible couple you two are,” exclaimed Sharon with great interest.

She latched onto Stanley’s arm affectionately as she spoke, dying of curiosity.

Stanley calmly raised an eyebrow in response. “Yeah.”

“I knew it. After all, that outfit you were wearing when you left the house last night looked too good on you.”

Stanley smiled. “Yeah. My wife has good taste.”

“Did Xyla pick out that outfit for you?”

“She bought it for me,” Stanley answered calmly.

Sharo