C85 Pretending to be Emmanuel Hun.

"Mr. Murphy..." Violet Hunt hesitated, her mouth opening as if to speak.

Stanley Murphy cut her off with a glance, "Do you need something else? If not, you're free to go."

His gaze was icy, a clear dismissal.

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, Violet replied, "Alright then, good night, Mr. Murphy."

She had intended to discuss Shiloh Fleet with him, but given his mood