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Chapter 281
Even if these women made him want to hurl, he no longer cared.
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When Xyla was done with work at Quest Group, it was already six in the evening.
As night fell, the dazzling city lights intertwined with the sparkling stars in the sky. The whole world was covered in a sea of brilliance.
Putting down the last document in her hand, she raised her head to see the beautiful view.
Her neck ached a lot. She gently massaged it with a massage tool before touching up her natural makeup and got up to tidy her outfit in front of the full-length mirror. Her reflection was wearing a white chiffon shirt with a large bow tied around her neck.
She wore a houndstooth high-waisted skirt that rested two centimeters above her knee. Her graceful figure was displayed perfectly.
The pair of long legs below her skirt was exceptionally fair and slender as if they had highlights of their own.
After simply tidying up her largely curled black hair, she grabbed her bag and drove to the western restaurant where she had made a reservation earlier.
Upon entering the restaurant's entrance, she heard a casual voice call from behind. "Beautiful Miss Quest?"
She paused and turned to the source of the voice.
She could see Sebastian, Henry, and Gary walking over to her smilingly.
Sebastian was leading the group with Rachel in his arms.
Henry and Gary were behind him without dates.
Among the four, Sebastian was dressed most flamboyantly. He wore a bright pink suit matched with a white shirt and white sneakers. He drew a lot of attention.
Xyla nodded at them out of politeness as she smiled. "Hello."
The group stood in front of her.
Rachel nodded at Xyla formally as she gave her a delicate smile.
She was wearing a white Chanel woolen suit, her hair pulled back into a high ponytail, looking like a high school student.
Staring at her smile, Xyla felt relaxed. She nodded and smiled back at her.
"Beautiful Miss Quest, are you here for dinner as well? With whom?" Henry asked with a bright smile.
"With Five Batton," Xyla answered.
"Is that so? We haven't seen Old Fifth for a few days now. Do you mind if we dine in the same room?" Sebastian casually hugged Rachel as he asked.
Since he had spoken, she felt it inappropriate to disrespect him, so she nodded.
The grin on Sebastian's face deepened as his eyes disappeared in the smile.
"Right, allow me to introduce. This is my woman, Rachel Wood." Sebastian casually gestured at Rachel.
"Rachel, this is Xyla Quest," Sebastian introduced as he looked at Xyla.
The girls shook hands. When they were done with greetings, a black Honda drove over.
Soon, the man got out of the car.
He was dressed in a casual black trench coat, matched with a monochrome striped shirt and black pants with black Martin boots on his feet.
Lush short black hair was combed into a natural 3:7 hairstyle.
This noble style was mingled with a hint of a laid-back vibe.
As it was dinnertime, there were many passersby around. The instant they saw him, everyone couldn't pull their eyes away.
He didn't have to do anything but stand there to make every being fall to their knees like he was a dazzling piece of artwork. He got closer to her, step by step, closing their distance.
In that instant, she suddenly felt as if the beautiful night scenery had lost its colors. In her entire world, only he was shining brightly. Standing before her, he completely ignored Sebastian and the gang, only staring quietly at her face. "I'm sorry I ran a little late." Sebastian and the others were mildly annoyed by his disregard. Sebastian and Henry couldn't even resist rolling their eyes at him.
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Xyla was interested in this topic as well. She shifted her gaze to Henry.
"Do you even have a heart? I'm here, agonizing, but you're still laughing." Henry frowned, looking upset.
"Seems like there's drama," Sebastian deduced.
"Thanks to your jinx, that person really was a shemale. The girl who did the video call with me was hired by him. Whenever he chatted with me through voice message, he used a voice changer, f*ck..." Henry explained.
Xyla couldn't help smiling at that, but she remained silent as she continued listening earnestly.
"Hahaha... Was it really a shemale? I'm dying of laughter. Say, are you a shemales magnet? You keep meeting shemales in your online dating experiences hahaha..." Sebastian was holding his sides in laughter.
"The main point was, he got scammed again. That girl weaved a tragic story, saying that her father has Uremia and a kidney transplant that required five hundred thousand. She didn't have the money, so she had to work a lot of jobs every day. He believed her and transferred her the money," Gary supplemented.
"Ahem ahem ahem... Isn't this the same trick that you fell for the last time you tried online dating? Bro, only you would fall into the same trap twice." Sebastian couldn't resist rolling his eyes at Henry. Henry frowned in annoyance and took a long draw of his cigarette. "What do you know? It's different this time. She even showed me her father's hospitalization bill, okay?"
Sebastian answered, "Okay, okay, okay... you're absolutely right. What happened then? After that person took your money, did they block you? Were you enraged and made a police report?" Henry said, "How would I have the nerve to make a police report? Isn't it already embarrassing enough? I only got someone to dig this person up and realized that he was a man. A fifty-year-old geezer to boot."
Sebastian asked, "And then?"
Henry replied, "Of course, I asked him for the money back, but he only returned me four hundred thousand. He gambled away the other hundred thousand and asked me to give him a week to fund the money. I agreed."
Sebastian couldn't help laughing out loud again. "Hahaha... I'm dying. Who would believe that inside Henry Armstrong's heart lived a sweet and naive saintess? To actually be tricked by the same scam twice!" "Shut up or I'll cripple you. I've already told you that the scam is a little different from last time." Henry jabbed his elbow harshly into Sebastian's waist.
Sebastian winced and quickly massaged where it hurt, complaining, "Are you trying to kill me?"
Henry retorted, "If you keep blabbering, I'll kill you."
Sebastian teased, "You're an idiot but you won't let anyone say it. You're dumber than I thought."
Xyla didn't interrupt but she kept holding in her laughter. It was reaching a breaking point.
"Just laugh if you want to. He wouldn't dare do anything to you," Stanley said as he looked at Xyla.
Xyla gave an awkward smile, saying dishonestly, "I don't want to laugh."
Although Henry's actions were amusing, she could hear hints of purity from Gary's and the man's own description of himself.
Even though they were gangsters, there was still some sincerity in his heart.
At least he still had some conscience.
Stanley said, "No. You want to. You can laugh at him to your heart's content."
Henry piped up, "Do you have to be like that, Old Fifth?"
Stanley cocked up an eyebrow. "What? Do you have an opinion?"
Henry held his hands up in defeat.
An opinion?
Even if he did, would he dare say it?
Just then, Rachel was done with her call and came inside. She could sense that they were talking about something interesting, but she did not want to be too nosy to ask. She only sat down quietly beside Sebastian.
Vrrt, vrrt, vrrt.
Just then, the phone in Stanley's pocket vibrated.
Seeing that it was Zack's number, he got up, went to the door, and answered the call.
"Fifth Master, the men we have sent out gave us the feedback that Tom Sullivan seemed unable to hold out any longer. Those middle-aged ladies and himself seemed to have lost their minds because of that incense.
"Should we stop?" Zack asked carefully.
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Stanley's eyes turned cold. "So?"
"Do we want to continue? If we keep going, I'm afraid it might be lethal."
"Two days and two nights without a minute less." Stanley's tone allowed no room for discussion.
After that, he hung up the call and turned back into the room.
At that moment, Henry was engrossed in watching his team's competition video while Sebastian was hugging Rachel as he told Xyla jokes.
Gary was sitting quietly, eating his dinner, and smiling the whole time courteously.
Stanley strode over to Xyla and sat beside her.
Henry's video was a little loud, so Xyla couldn't resist looking at him after hearing a bit. "Are you watching Team IM's competition?"
At this, Henry instantly looked up. "Yeah. Do you know about Team IM?"
Xyla smiled. "Yeah. The only team I like is IM. I like the team's entire style. They're passionate and hot-blooded. In their competitions, they're either at war or on the way to war." Hearing his team being praised made Henry feel so much better. "That's true. I think Team IM still lacks a top-class ADC. Although this ADC isn't bad, it's not good enough." "Yeah, that's true."
"Team IM's owner previously had his eyes on the number one player, Seven, in the national server, but that person had ignored him completely. God knows if that player is mental," Henry said.
Being scolded that she was mental, and by someone she was acquainted with to boot, made Xyla feel awkward. However, she remained unfazed and smiled drily. "Maybe their ambition isn't to become a professional gamer."
Stanley lifted a cigarette and flicked it at Henry. There was annoyance in his eyes. "Why are you spouting so much nonsense?"
Henry was completely oblivious to where Stanley's anger was coming from. He looked confused. "No way. What are you doing? What are you angry about?"
Xyla gently pressed the man's thigh, signaling him not to speak.
Stanley gave Henry a cold glance and kept quiet.
Henry was baffled, but he did not respond to him. Instead, he looked at Xyla and changed the subject. "Who do you like in Team IM?"
Xyla answered without hesitation, "I like their top solo, Alex."
Henry took a long draw of his cigarette before slowly breathing out, smiling the entire time. "You have great tastes. That's the world's number one top solo. You seem like a profound League of Legends player." Xyla smiled as well. "Yeah. I've been playing for a while now, and I've seen a lot of competitions."
"To be honest, I feel like forming a team. An acquaintance of mine gave up on forming his team and plans to transfer it to me. In that team, other than the top solo, the other players are quite good... If Alex could come over, it'd be perfect," Xyla added.
Henry immediately became sullen. "How could Alex possibly go there? He's the face of Team IM."
Xyla nodded. "Yeah, that's true. I'm just casually suggesting it."
Stanley asked softly, "Why do you suddenly want to form a team?"
Xyla answered, "I've always wanted to. E-sports is growing rapidly in our country, so this industry is quite profitable. Forming it as a side income won't be too bad.
"Moreover, if the team was built under Quest Group's name, it could help with marketing the company as well," Xyla added.
Many large corporations in the country liked using this method for publicity and were really successful.
Henry crossed his legs. "You're absolutely right, but give up on Alex."
Stanley shot Henry a glare, but he said nothing, only quietly lighting up a cigarette.
Sebastian was done eating, so he hugged Rachel lazily and got up. "I'm done. I have something else to do, so I have to take my leave. Take your time..." Having said that, he took Rachel's white down jacket from the back of her chair and draped it over her shoulders.
The two simply left.
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Gary stood up as well and tidied his suit. "I'm leaving too. I have something to do as well."
After the three left, only Xyla, Henry, and Stanley were left in the room.
Ring, ring, ring.
Just then, Xyla's phone rang. Seeing that it was Georgie calling, she got up and went to the door to answer the call.
Georgie was talking to her about work in X Entertainment, so Xyla discussed with her earnestly.
Henry had no plans to leave. He kept smoking without care.
"Henry..." Stanley raised his head slowly, shifting his cold gaze to Henry's face.
"Yeah?"
"Alex..."
Before Stanley could finish, Henry became solemn. "Definitely not... It took me great difficulty to train this person. If I give him to her, what's going to happen to my team?"
"That land in the city center... haven't you always wanted it to build a pub there?" Stanley elegantly flicked his cigarette. His tone was calm and casual.
Upon hearing this, a light sparked in Henry's eyes. "Really? Are you willing to give me that land?"
"So... Alex?"
"No. She was just casually suggesting it. Do you have to?" Henry looked helpless.
"Then, I'll just keep it for myself," said Stanley, looking away from Henry.
At this, Henry immediately gave in. The location of that land was perfect. If it was used for investment by building a pub, the profits would no doubt sky-rocket.
He had been interested in it for a long time and begged Stanley for it since forever, but the latter never agreed.
Now, the rare chance was finally here. How could he give it up so easily?
Although the team was his precious treasure, that land was the same.
Moreover, if he lost a top solo, he could search again. But if the land was lost, it was truly gone.
"Fine... I'll hand him over, okay?" Henry compromised.
"I'll give you that land at a cheaper rate," said Stanley.
Henry immediately understood.
The meaning behind the man's words was that he wished for Henry to give Xyla the top solo player at a cheaper rate. F*ck, this dude!
Henry nodded obediently. "Fine, fine, I got it. If she seriously forms a team, I'll be proactive and send Alex over."
***
After Sebastian and Rachel got into the car, he didn't start the vehicle but turned to Rachel and said, "Get a cab home on your own tonight. I won't be keeping you company." Rachel nodded obediently.
She didn't ask.
As a lover, she knew she didn't have the rights to. She was conscious of at least that much.
The more significant reason why the great Casanova, Sebastian Brenand, was keeping her by his side for so long was that she never caused trouble. She wouldn't get jealous either. However, even if she didn't ask, she knew who Sebastian was keeping company tonight. During dinner, a woman had sent him a WeChat message, inviting him over.
But Rachel didn't mind it. Between them, it was only a shallow transaction. As long as he paid up, there wasn't a need for her to care where he slept at night.
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A person of her status, other than needing to be low-profile, cause no trouble, not be possessive, the most important thing was not to fall in love with her financial backer.
They could have fun and take possession of each other as much as they wanted in bed, but they would have to retrieve their hearts after that.
Although she was taken away by him the first time she entered the scene, she knew the rules. When they first entered the business, their manager taught escorts like them many things.
Whether or not the others listened, she had no idea.
But she remembered all of it.
Seeing her so well behaved, Sebastian caressed her head with great satisfaction. "Good girl. Go on."
Rachel got out of the car quietly.
Sebastian leaned against the steering wheel and tipped his head low to look at her. "Rachel."
She turned back, leaning down to look at him.
He swiftly tossed her a credit card. "This is yours. You can buy whatever you want in the future."
She glanced down.
It was a limitless black card. This wasn't something money could buy.
She grasped his card tightly and smiled. "Thank you."
After that, she closed the car door and went to the roadside to hail a cab.
The breeze of a winter's night was chilling to the bones. Although she was wearing a down jacket, it couldn't take the damage of the cold wind, and she was left shivering by the road. Sebastian flamboyantly drove his luxurious car away, completely ignoring her.
She paid no mind to it and continued waiting for a cab.
When Gary came out, he happened to see Rachel standing by the road, shivering.
He pulled his suit tighter, got into his black Lamborghini, and stopped in front of her. He honked at her as he rolled down the window when he drove nearer to her.
Seeing that it was Gary, Rachel immediately hurried over, leaned down, and looked at him.
He put the window down completely. "Where is he?"
Rachel smiled. "Oh, he has something to do, so he left first."
Gary beckoned her. "Get in. I'll drive you."
She got into the passenger seat carefully. Street lights shone in from her side, illuminating her pure and innocent face, making her even more attractive.
"Thank you," Rachel said, fastening her seat belt.
There was a subtle fragrance in the car. It was her favorite scent-sandalwood.
"You're welcome," Gary replied in a low voice before stubbing out the cigarette in his hand and driving away.
"Are you okay?" Gary asked.
"What?"
"From being left at the roadside."
"I'm good. There nothing bad about it." It was already good enough for a woman like her to still be kept around by Sebastian in a golden cage and buy her stuff. She had no right to complain. "You're different from the other women he keeps," Gary casually chatted with her.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah..."
Rachel merely smiled but never asked more.
Gary stopped talking to her and focused on driving. There weren't many cars on the street. He drove extremely fast, exceeding the speed limit.
She seemed gentle, introverted, and low-profile. She doesn't fight, doesn't snatch, and doesn't put on an act, just like a flawless and pure white rabbit. She was completely different from the women he had seen with Sebastian.
When the car passed by the traffic police, Gary, however, ignored them and sped up.
When she was with Sebastian, Rachel had experienced such a thing. First, she was stunned, but after a few more times, she had gotten used to it.
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She remembered the first time Sebastian was speeding. She saw the traffic police from afar and frantically asked him to slow down. However, Sebastian merely smiled before speeding up and arrogantly past the police right before their eyes.
However, nothing happened after that.
Back then, Sebastian had told her that no one dared to stop his car because of the car plate number.
That was also her first time understanding what privilege meant.
Frankly speaking, this group of people was already different from her since birth.
***
After two days of devastating sessions, Tom was lying on the bed like a dead fish, unmoving.
He was ghastly pale, his lips were dark, and pupils enlarged. His eyes seemed to have lost focus.
Tiny stubble covered his chin, and his hair was a mess, adding to his battered state.
Right now, his heart was beating extremely fast as if it would jump out of his chest.
His skin felt like needles were stabbing it with every breath he took.
The lingering smell of incense in the room, mixed with the dense and fishy scent, made him want to throw up.
Two whole days of entanglement kept playing in his mind, making him hurl.
Tom Sullivan had never expected himself to fall into the hands of these women.
At that moment, he hated not being able to strip away his skin and wash it.
He was dirty. Too dirty.
Bam! The door was kicked open from the outside.
A group of men in black clothing rushed in, standing in two lines next to the bed. Everyone covered their noses in disgust. The leader, a black-clothed man in a buzz cut, swiftly opened up a recording on his phone and held it before Tom's eyes. The video clearly displayed the things that had happened on this very bed.
As he watched, Tom's stomach churned even more.
He wanted them to get lost.
However, he opened his mouth and realized that he lost the energy even to speak.
"Our master has said that if you dare to harm Xyla Quest again, he will spread this everywhere," the buzzcut man said.
Tom wanted to extend his arms to snatch it away upon hearing this, but he had no strength. He couldn't even lift a finger. Although they never mentioned who their master was, Tom knew it was Stanley Batton.
Some of the people who brought him here had followed Stanley as he barged into his mansion and rescued Xyla. Stanley Batton!
This man was too vicious!!!
Tom had wanted to teach the man a good lesson once he got out. Now, it seemed like he had no choice but to endure it.
If this video was released, he would no doubt lose all reputation.
When that happened, his father would despise him even more.
What did it mean to be compelled to suffer in silence? That was his current situation.
"Young Master Sullivan, may I know if you've enjoyed yourself for the past two days? Our Fifth Master has instructed that since you love seeking joy from women's bodies, we should let you enjoy yourself completely," the buzzcut man added.
'Stanley Batton, f*ck you!' Tom berated quietly in his heart as he closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
Tom was now traumatized by beings called women. Seeking joy? He figured he would never again try to 'seek joy' from a woman's body.
The buzzcut man scoffed. He shot Tom a disdainful glare before covering his nose and beckoning the people around him to follow him out. Soon, the group retreated.
Tom's eyes were red with fury but had no outlet for his frustrations. He could only continue to lay down and play dead.
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Tom lay in the room until five in the evening before he regained some strength.
He was about to get out of bed when his phone vibrated.
Seeing that Julian was calling, he lifted the phone with much difficulty and answered the call.
"Tom, where did you go? Why haven't you come home for so long? Mom and Dad are starting to complain," Julian's voice was gentle as usual.
Tom tried to keep his voice composed and natural. He summoned all his strength to say, "I went out for a trip with some friends, and I'll be back in two days."
"It's almost time for New Year's. There's a lot to do at home, so come back quick," Julian urged.
"Got it."
"Alright then... I'll wait for you. Right, Tom, the one who caused you this much harm... has been identified."
Tom's body quivered as the spirit returned to his mind. "Who was it?"
"It's not one, but many. They're all our rivals in the food industry," Julian said.
Tom's eyes were filled with disbelief when he heard. "Isn't Xyla among them?"
"She really isn't... I've investigated Xyla Quest many times in detail, but there wasn't any evidence of her participating in this," Julian added.
Tom let out an exhausted sigh and simply ended the call.
There were no words to describe the guilt in his heart.
So it wasn't Xyla. He was just overthinking.
***
On the day before New Years, Xyla had received Jeremy's call early in the morning, asking her to return home for dinner.
After she agreed, she drove her car out for shopping.
Having been busy for so long, she planned to relax during this rare day off.
She did not deliberately dress up but merely put on a basic skincare layer and wore a set of outfits from a trendy brand she had bought online.
She was wearing a black fleece sweater paired with a pair of tight-fitting black jeans. On her feet were a pair of black Converse sneakers, making her look just like a student. She headed directly to Goldfield Plaza.
Once inside, she went straight into Chanel's official store and planned to choose some new spring outfits.
She had just reached the store's entrance when the outfit on display on the mannequin outside caught her attention.
It was a white chiffon midi dress paired with a mist blue knitted cardigan. There was a silver belt at the cardigan's waist, just nicely accentuating the wearer's shape.
She instantly turned to the sales attendant and said, "Take this down for me to try on."
"I'll take this. Just wrap it up for me," Just then, a beautiful woman in a mink coat walked over and said to the sales attendant.
Xyla knew this person, Faye White. She was an actress who had just debuted one year ago in X Entertainment. The girl was currently considered a C-List celebrity within the country.
Xyla knew Faye, but she knew Faye didn't know her.
Although she regularly went to the company when she wasn't busy, she always did it discreetly and ran into any celebrities.
She basically stayed inside her office when she was there. Even for meetings, she would only attend the large-scale higher management meetings. As for those involving individual celebrities, she would never participate in but leave them to Georgie.
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When Xyla Quest first started her company, the company's high-level executives knew she personally did not like too much attention. Hence, nobody dared talk about her affairs to outsiders. It was a practice carried forward until today.
It had become the norm in the company that nobody would talk about her, which explained why it was normal for artists in the company not to know who she was.
After comparing the two women's outfits, the sales assistant smiled at the beautiful woman who wore a sable fur coat. "Alright, I will get this wrapped up for you right away," the sales assistant said. "Miss, I saw this outfit first, alright?" Xyla immediately frowned.
The sales assistant smiled politely. "Miss, this is a design from the young and most famous international designer, Vivian, who collaborated with Chanel to release it."
"So?" Xyla asked.
"So, you probably can't afford it. You might not even know who Vivian is, do you? She's an extremely talented designer. Her net worth is even higher than the chief designer in Chanel. But she did not sign a contract with any brands. Instead, she would only occasionally collaborate with major international brands for one or two designs when she wanted to. Usually, there would only be a single unit released for each design. Do you know what that means? Scarcity comes with a bigger price tag. Any outfit with Vivian's label on it would be hundreds of times more expensive. Even so, people would still frantically go after these outfits. This outfit is a prime example, and would cost at least eight hundred thousand dollars," Faye White said snobbishly.
Based on how Xyla was dressed in regular, inexpensive clothes, Faye thought she looked like a student who could not possibly afford outfits like the one she was referring to.
"Miss, why don't you take a look at our other designs in the store?" The sales assistant said with a forced smile as she looked at Xyla.
Although the sales assistant seemed polite, there was a distant look in her eyes, which revealed that she, too, looked down on Xyla.
Xyla glanced at the sales assistant before pointing at another outfit on one of the mannequins. "Is this a design from a collaboration between Vivian and Chanel? It looks different from the rest of the designs in your store."
The outfit Xyla pointed at was a formal, white outfit with smooth lines and a body-hugging design. There were golden lines engraved on its collar, making it seem low-key yet grand.
"Yes, Miss. This outfit is even more expensive. It costs 1.2 million dollars," the sales assistant said.
In other words, the sales assistant was pointing out that Xyla could not afford it. Xyla immediately caught the hint.
"Why are you wasting time talking to her? Hurry up and get my outfit wrapped up. Otherwise, someone else might snatch it," Faye said with her chin lifted and arms crossed in front of her chest. She seemed like a proud peacock.
When the sales assistant saw how straightforward Faye was, she immediately smiled. "Alright, Miss. I'll get it wrapped up for you right away."
"You can't even afford it. Why did you ask about it? Don't you feel embarrassed?" Faye glared at Xyla coldly.
As Xyla looked at Faye, she could not help but wonder why X Entertainment would sign an artist like her.
With Faye's personality, competitors would pick on her flaws once she became famous enough.
Although Xyla was simmering with anger, she did not show it. Instead, Xyla looked gently at the sales assistant in front of them. "Miss, get these two outfits from Vivian and Chanel wrapped up for me. I saw them first. Thanks," Xyla said.
Even if Xyla was upset, she maintained her composure and politeness.
The sales assistant was stunned momentarily, and so was Faye, who had a look of disbelief on her face.
"Do you even have money for those? Stop messing around," Faye uttered annoyedly.
Xyla tossed a black card with unlimited credit to the sales assistant. "Can I get the bill, please?"
When Faye saw the card, she was dumbfounded. That was a black card, which was limited in numbers worldwide. It could not be bought with money.
Anyone who possessed it was either a rich or of aristocratic status.
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"Alright, I'll get this wrapped up for you right away," the sales assistant said and nodded respectfully before taking the clothes off the mannequins and walking over to the cashier to process the payment. The commotion in this section of the store alerted the other occupied sales assistants. Some of them instantly recognized Xyla Quest.
Immediately, these sales assistants surrounded the lady who was processing Xyla's payment.
While the sales assistant processed the payment, she continued to arrange the clothes. "I couldn't tell she was actually this rich," she looked at the black card next to her and said.
"She is Xyla Quest, the VVIP of our store and Quest Group's heiress. I was occupied earlier and didn't notice her," one of the sales assistants said.
"Me too. It's mainly because she was dressed too low-key. I really couldn't associate her clothes with Xyla Quest. After taking one look at her outfit, I lost all interest even to check out her face," someone else said.
The sales assistant processing Xyla's payment was shocked by what she heard.
"Is she actually Xyla Quest? I didn't know who she was. I only know the lady by the door. She is a new actress called Faye White," she said. "You're new here. Of course, you wouldn't know who Xyla Quest is. Just pay more attention next time," one of the sales assistants said.
The lady immediately nodded her head carefully. "Looks like we can't underestimate any customer."
Faye White, who overheard the whispering between the sales assistants, was stunned.
Did that mean she had just heaped scorn on the Quest family's heiress, Xyla Quest?
Faye would never have the guts to do such a thing to a rich kid like Xyla. Xyla was far richer than she was.
When Faye thought about how she had teased Xyla for not being able to afford the outfit worth merely eight hundred thousand dollars, she felt foolish.
Faye immediately walked ashamedly past Xyla and into the store, somewhere out of Xyla's sight, to check out other clothes.
Sharon Lindt happened to notice Xyla by the entrance when she walked over with a group of bodyguards.
At that moment, Sharon's face lit up with joy.
She immediately stopped walking and adjusted her light purple, silk cheongsam before turning around to look at her bodyguards. "Is there anything wrong with my make-up?" The bodyguards shook their heads.
Only then did Sharon sigh in relief and walk up to Xyla.
"Xyla, what a coincidence!" Sharon grabbed Xyla's hand and held it tightly.
A pleasant look of surprise appeared on Xyla's face. She was not expecting to meet Sharon here so coincidentally.
When the store's sales assistants noticed the madam president's arrival, they immediately started walking over to greet her.
However, Sharon gave them a look to indicate that they should not do so.
Hence, everyone stopped moving and became quiet.
After that, Sharon looked pleasantly at Xyla and began to ask about her. "You seem to have gotten thinner. What's the matter? Is there a lot of stress at work? Or did something bad happen?" Xyla shook her head. "No, Aunty Lindt, I'm pretty alright."
Sharon smiled kindly. "Is that so? That's great to hear. Are you here to buy clothes?"
"Yeah," Xyla said.
"Is there anything you like?" Sharon asked.
"Yeah, I think the spring outfits look rather good here," Xyla said.
When Sharon heard this, she immediately pulled Xyla to the center of the store and waved at one of the sales assistants.
The sales assistant immediately approached them respectfully. "Is there anything I could help you with?"
"I want all the newest spring outfits in the store wrapped up for Xyla. There isn't a passcode. Swipe it directly," Sharon said after handing a black card over to the sales assistant. Xyla was stunned.
She had only met this rich aunt several times. They were not that close for this lady to buy Xyla all the newest spring outfits in the store.