Chapter 583

Stanley was already plotting how to ease Noelle into getting comfortable with his "friends." Once she got used to them, everything would fall into place.

He gave them a reminder, "Listen, behave yourselves tonight. She's my future wife. Well… our wife," he added in a lower voice, smirking.

Miles Cantrell grinned. "What kind of woman could make someone like Stanley, who's seen it all, fall head over heels? I can't wait to meet her."

Brian Medina chimed in, "Same here. I'm dying to see what she's like."

Stanley flashed a confident smile. "You guys act like I'd go after anything less than perfection."

Knock, knock.

"Stanley?" A man's voice called from outside, calm and neutral, impossible to read.

"Who the hell is that?" He walked to the door and opened it, glancing left—nothing. He turned right...

Suddenly, a hand like a steel vice grabbed his throat, yanking him forward.

Before Stanley could even process what was happening, his head slammed against the wall with a sickening th