Xyla sounded firm. Since Stanley refused to listen to her when she was not being assertive, she would have to take a more assertive stance.

When the men dressed in black heard her, they were all shocked. Each one of them felt nervous on her behalf. Xyla actually dared to speak to Stanley like that. Did she have a death wish?

“Alright, alright. I’ll listen to you,” said Stanley, shaking his head helplessly. There was a gentle look in his eyes.

Covering Xyla up with his coat, he buttoned it up for her from behind, then shifted it until the buttons were in front. “You can put your hands through the sleeves now. It’ll feel more comfortable that way.”

The men dressed in black were stunned. They looked at one another in confusion. Was this the real Stanley? They felt utterly confused by what was happening. Nobody had ever spoken to him like this. When did he ever treat a woman in such a way?

“Why aren’t you getting your men to stop then?” asked Xyla.

Stanley pinched his forehead before