Now that the surgery was done, why had his attitude taken such a sharp 180-degree turn?
Old Mr. Standford was unhappy; in fact, he was very unhappy.
He snorted arrogantly. "Yes, there's something. Of course, there's something."
"If you have something to say, then say it. Cut the nonsense!" Thomas Shannon interjected.
Hearing Thomas Shannon's impatience, George Stanford said angrily, "I've warned you many times that there absolutely must not be any more mistakes with Fiona's face. You'd better listen to my words, or else don't come to me to fix her ugly face again in the future. I have no desire to see my lifelong reputation ruined because of your willfulness."
After saying that, he stormed out. When he reached the doorway, he stopped again. "Oh, right. If anything else, even the slightest thing, goes wrong with her face, it truly will be beyond saving. Just be mentally prepared for her to live with that ugly face for the rest of her life."
