Fiddleford X Stanley Novels & Stories

The man called stanley carefully took a seat, his hands fidgeting with the edge of his lab coat. "Sir You asked to see me?" "I did. Alice informed me that you have been trying to reach me. Is there a problem?" Rick asked, his eyes boring into stanley's. "Not really Sir," Stanley began. He used his index finger to push his sliding spectacles back up his nose. "It's just the new product" "What about it Stanley?"

Stan greeted. “Hey man, what’s up?” He asked shaking hands with Stan. Stanley Bradley had been Denzel’s close friend since when they were in the university. He had graduated to become a business strategist and consultant. Denzel had employed him as a consultant and he had been of immense help to him. He had been the one that had saved him and the company. He was the catalyst that got the company to accrue the total 37% net profit, 2% percent more than they made before he took over from his father Mr. Wesley.

Stanley points out, looking impressed. "I wasn't joking." Stanley Wilson walks towards his granddaughter while wiping his hands with a towel and sitting down next to him. "We want to cease this generations-long war, Jenny. It has been too long since that. Adrian agrees to it too." "Who the fuck is Adrian?" "Adrian Ford." Her grandfather slaps her back. "Keep up!" Jenny groans, trying to soothe the stinging feeling in her back. "Well, I'm sorry, I don't want to do anything with your world!"

"It's quite good. It's one of the best multinational companies in the country." Matthew hummed in response after hearing her answer. "Go ahead. Sleep early." Ophelia quickly left, leaving Matthew alone in silence. The assistant, who had remained in the shadows of the study, stepped forward to make coffee for Matthew. "Mr. Ford, do you need me to find out more about Stanley?" "Look into his background. If he's interested in Ophelia's identity and status, get rid of him as soon as possible so she won't get hurt in the future."

Fowler making a mistake and Stan taking his rook. Mr. Fowler was staring at the chessboard when he asked, "Are things busy at the office right now?" "Yeah," Stan replied. "Light Group is involved in a lot of businesses. As Isaac Jefferson's assistant, you definitely help him a lot, don't you?" Mr. Fowler asked tentatively. "Yes, and I've learned a lot from him," Stan replied. "You must be quite something, or he wouldn't value you that much," Mr. Fowler said, looking at Stan in satisfaction.

She looked even more desirable. “F*ck…” Stanley gritted his teeth before pulling her close and pinching her chin. “Are you determined not to let me leave?” “What do you mean?” Xyla’s heart was still racing. “Beep, beep, beep…” Right then, Stanley’s phone started vibrating. When he saw that it was a call from Zack Cassidy, he immediately answered it. “Master Stanley… Please be at the office in an hour for a meeting. Don’t forget that our meeting yesterday wasn’t finished yet,” Zack said.

"I came here for Tiffany." The smile froze on Stanley's face. Raymond looked at him. "I won't deal with Tyler's problems a second time." His voice remained even, yet it sent a chill down Stanley's spine. "From now on, if anyone comes after Tiffany because of Tyler, I don't care whose fault it is. You'll be the first person I deal with." He spoke without raising his voice, yet Stanley instinctively took half a step back as sweat beaded across his forehead. "Yes... Yes. I understand..."

Ford furrowed his brows and said sharply, “Who asked you to stand up?” Xavier knelt back down reluctantly. “Whatever it is, stay here and reflect upon your mistakes! When you’ve thought things through, call me.” With that, Old Mr. Ford stood up and left. Stella instinctively turned to her side. Weston held his arm around her waist and waited outside the hall. Old Mr. Ford appeared to have expected their arrival as he glanced carelessly at them. “Have you had enough of the excitement?” Stella felt incredibly awkward and uneasy, as if she had been caught eavesdropping.

Chad had only met Stanley once back when he was doing his work at the research institute. Stanley patted Chad's shoulder. "Let's grab some coffee together next time. You have a lot of capable, talented people working for Faye Tech now. With you and Ariel managing the company, I foresee a bright future ahead of you and your team." "I can't thank you enough for your kind words." Chad nodded humbly. Ariel smiled as well upon hearing those words. At that moment, there was a small commotion in the distance. They could vaguely hear people calling out the name "Mr. Larkin".

"What's your name?" "Stanley." "Can I call you Stan?" Stanley hesitated. "If you'd like." "What do you do for a living?" "I run a company." "I see. Why aren't you married yet? What kind of girl do you like?" Looking at Fiona's eager expression, Stanley couldn't help but smile. "I like a warm-hearted girl, someone who listens and is always willing to help. You helped me get into the village, and that makes you exactly the kind of girl I like."