Ch. 511..520

Chapter 511

Xyla Quest glanced coldly at the two of them. Hand in hand and without warning, Xyla and Stanley Batton strode across the room and sat beside Jeremy Quest cheerfully. "Sorry Daddy, we're late. We got stuck in the traffic."

Xyla was sitting next to Jeremy while Stanley was next to Tom Sullivan.

"No worries, Xyla... We have just gotten here too," May Conner responded with a friendly smile.

Likewise, Xyla returned her a polite smile.

"Are you feeling better now?" May asked again.

"Yeah," Xyla answered indifferently and showed no interest in continuing the conversation.

"Waiter, the food can be served now." Jeremy Quest casually waved at the waiter who was standing right beside their table.

Though it seemed as if the waiter had just left, the dishes were prepared quickly, and their orders arrived in no time. It was a feast, indeed. There were various arrays of food on the table, ranging from seafood to all kinds of meat and vegetables. When all the eighteen dishes had been served, the big round table had barely any space left uncovered by food.

After the last dish had been placed on the table, Jeremy put the candles on Xyla's cake and lit them up.

Everyone began to sing the birthday song in unison for Xyla.

Then, Xyla made a wish in front of the cake before she blew out the candles.

Xyla was smiling from the beginning of the birthday song. She was clearly in a good mood the whole time.

Shortly after Xyla was done cutting the cake, she sat down and joined the others to drink and enjoy the meal.

Throughout the night, Tom could not stop himself from stealing glances at Xyla.

In comparison to the gloomy and eerie creature next to him, Xyla's smile was so much more beautiful, and so was her face. Xyla was like the brightest star shining in the sky.

Whereas Emily Quest, who was sitting right beside him, was the stinkiest rock in the gutter.

The more Xyla glowed, the more he regretted the decision he had made.

Had he known that Xyla could become so stunning, he would never have been seduced by Emily, that stinky little rock.

Though Xyla could feel that Tom's eyes upon her, she could not care any less about him, she was focused on the food. From time to time, she would reach over with her chopstick to help refill Jeremy's and Stanley's bowls, paying no attention to Tom at all.

Besides, Stanley was still holding her hand under the table. Sweetness was overflowing.

Emily's gaze slowly shifted from Tom to Xyla, who was thriving at the moment. Hatred and resentment pulsed through her veins as if they would consume her if she continued to stay in the room. The same went for May.

On the other hand, Jeremy looked at Xyla and Stanley with a delighted expression etched on his face. "Xyla, Stan, it seems like the two of you are getting closer and sweeter since I last saw you." Stanley smiled at him. "It's true."

He then turned to meet Xyla's eyes, where the lovebirds smiled at each other knowingly.

"Have you considered having a baby? I'd love to have a grandchild!" Jeremy added.

"It's up to Xyla to decide whether or not to have children," Stanley said without hesitation.

Xyla was very comfortable with his answer.

She found herself grinning happily as her eyes fell on Jeremy. "To be honest, I hope to concentrate on my career for now. I don't want to have children so early yet."

"That's fine too. We all respect your decision," said Jeremy.

Halfway through the dinner, Georgie Clementine gave Xyla a call.

Grabbing the phone from the table, Xyla rose to her feet and walked out of the room, leaning against the wall as she answered the call.

"I've sent you a birthday allowance on WeChat just now. Why haven't you accepted it?" Georgie asked from the other end of the call.

"I'll accept it later." Xyla smiled. "I didn't notice it just now."

"Speaking of which, what's going on between you and Stanley Batton? Why did you forgive him so easily?" Georgie continued to interrogate her.

While Xyla slowly approached the window with the phone held tightly in her palm, she began to explain the whole incident to Georgie in earnest, trying not to miss any details.

Upon hearing Xyla's story, Georgie stopped dead in her tracks. "What? Dragon Group? The young master! Stanley Batton is the young master of Dragon Group?"

Xyla's response was to chuckle simply. She turned around and leaned against the window sill as she replied, "Correct."

However, the door of the private room her family was in flung open as soon as she turned around, followed by Tom marching out from inside.

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Scanning the restaurant, Tom Sullivan managed to catch sight of Xyla Quest in no time. Without hesitation, he headed straight for the window where Xyla was standing.

Xyla, who had already noticed Tom, whispered into her phone. "I'll get back to you later, Georgie..."

Following that statement, Xyla hung up the phone and directly headed back to the private room with a light scowl as she walked.

However, Tom grabbed Xyla's arm when she passed by him, stopping her from walking further.

Even if it was just a slight contact with him, Xyla felt extremely disgusted by it.

"What do you want?" she asked cold-heartedly.

"Xyla, let's have a chat..." Tom added, "I apologize to you for everything I've done previously... I behaved that way because I thought you orchestrated all the terrible things that happened to my family and me. I did that in the heat of the moment.

"After all, I've got my punishment too. Can you forgive me now?" Tom blurted out everything that was on his mind, "I have hurt you, and you have hurt me as well. Let's just forget everything, and we're even- steven.

"Yes, I know. I know you sent those girls to me, instructing them to do that kind of thing to me. I've decided to drop the whole thing since I'm fine now. I think I deserve it, too." Tom's face was full of sincerity. Though Xyla managed to maintain calmness and indifference on the outside, she was dumbfounded by his words inwardly. "What are you trying to say?"

"What do you mean by what I'm trying to say? You don't have to play dumb, Xyla. Before this, Stanley Batton has gotten me into a hotel to be raped by so many ugly women... I know you're behind the incident as well," complained Tom.

Xyla was even more shocked now.

No wonder Tom suddenly suffered from psychological problems and was repulsed by women for a period.

This was the actual reason?

She had never imagined Stanley would avenge her like that. Quietly and without her realization, he helped her teach Tom a lesson, a harsh lesson indeed.

"Xyla, let's just forget about our past and start over, okay? In fact, I accompanied Emily Quest here today because of you." His utter eagerness was reflected in his eyes.

Nevertheless, as Xyla looked at his face and heard the words coming from his mouth, Xyla could feel nothing else but disgust.

So, he came today because he had not given up on her.

Pfft.

Xyla fiercely shrugged off Tom's hand right away and snorted coldly. "Well, I'm enjoying my life with my husband right now. What makes you think that I'll start over with you? Besides, my husband is much better than you in every way. Why should I dump him for you?

"On the contrary, I would like to thank you, Tom Sullivan. Thanks for taking me for granted and kicking me away. I wouldn't have met such a good husband now if it wasn't because of you." With that out of the way, Xyla turned away from him and hurried off to the room.

Panicked by Xyla's reaction, Tom immediately grabbed her wrist as tightly as possible and stood in front of her, blocking her way. "What's so good about your husband? Yes, he's good-looking, and he might be very nice to you. But, what else does he have besides those? Look at my family's background and everything I have. He's no match for me."

"Oh really?" Xyla sneered in response.

Was Stanley no match for Tom?

What was the Sullivan family to Dragon Group? They were merely a speck of dust compared to Dragon Group.

Without saying anything else, Xyla frowned slightly once more and wrestled him over her shoulder and threw him over to a group of people behind her without warning. It was a clean, sharp move. With that throw, Xyla freed herself from his grip.

Pain flooded his soul in no time, leaving him in agony. Tom curled up on the ground and could not rise to his feet due to the sudden and severe pain spreading across his body.

He looked battered and miserable.

Xyla glanced at him coldly as she began to speak apathetically, "Stop wasting your time. I'm not interested in you anymore."

At that moment, the door of the private room was pushed open again.

Shortly after, Stanley Batton found himself walking out of the private room.

A tinge of admiration and adoration flashed in his eyes as soon as he saw the scene unfold before him.

Trying with all his might, Tom tried to get up from the ground and patted his clothes to get rid of the dirt. When he saw Stanley in the aisle, he bit his tongue, and all the words he was going to say were stuck in his throat.

Just like Xyla, Stanley was glaring at him coldly too. Without paying any heed to that pathetic man, Stanley made his way to Xyla's side. "Honey, what are you doing here?"

A gentle smile blossomed on Xyla's face as she held onto Stanley's arm. She stared deep at his stunning face and said, "I'm just dealing with a piece of trash, nothing much."

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Trash?

Tom Sullivan was down in the dumps when he heard Xyla Quest called him a piece of trash.

Years ago, she had treated him as a treasure.

Right now, she was comparing him to trash?!

"Hey Xyla, you were the one who ran after my ass every single day back then." A wave of fury coarse through him.

Xyla slowly turned to look at his desperate face, the corners of her lips curled up into a pretty smirk. "Well, there are times when we are blinded by some stupid love, aren't we?"

Satisfied with her response, she turned to face Stanley Batton again, her voice tender again. "Let's go in, dear."

Stanley remained silent as he held Xyla's hand and led her back to the room, paying Tom no mind as usual.

Though their conversation had just ended in the blink of an eye, Tom felt that Xyla had effortlessly crushed his self-esteem. She was stomping on it repeatedly, breaking it into pieces on the ground. Suddenly, the memory of Xyla, who used to follow him around, kept flashing across his mind and swallowing his sight.

That Xyla who lived in his memory, was the best Xyla in the world. However, he had lost that Xyla now.

He could not accept the truth. He definitely could not and would not! He was going to try every way to get Xyla back to his side again!

Stanley did not deserve to have such a perfect girl like Xyla!

Shortly after Xyla and Stanley had returned into the private room, Emily Quest got up from her seat and stalked out of the room.

Without hesitation, she dashed at Tom, who was standing in the middle of the aisle, and stopped dead in front of him. "What were you guys doing out here just now?"

"It's none of your business." Tom snorted.

"Well, I know what you did even if you refused to be honest with me. I can tell what's going on with the three of you." Emily continued to attack him. She wasn't going to give up that easily.

"So what?"

Tom's indifference seemed to hurt Emily, almost as though it was a sharp knife stabbing at her.

She gradually clenched her fists. "She doesn't care about you anymore, and the only one who cares about you now is me."

"Even if she doesn't care about me, I still love her. As for you, I'm not going to love you no matter how much you care about me. You don't deserve my love." Tom jabbed her mercilessly, the harshness in his tone enunciated by each word he spoke.

Emily's heart began to throb again when she heard that sentence coming from his mouth. Breathing became difficult, and she felt like she was constantly out of breath.

What was so good about Xyla? Why were all the men after her?

"Xyla has hurt you before... Are you crazy?" hissed Emily.

"Hurt me? I've already looked up those cases, and they have nothing to do with Xyla. Don't you try to drive a wedge between us, you wicked woman."

"You are so sure she has nothing to do with them just because you didn't find out anything about her?" Emily gritted her teeth, refusing to accept the truth even though Tom believed in Xyla. She would never trust Xyla!

"What else can it be? That's enough from you, Emily! You're disgustingly vicious." Following that statement, Tom pushed Emily away and headed back to the private room, heartlessly leaving her alone out there.

Resentment rose within Emily. Her body was trembling with anger. She did not even have the strength to lift her foot.

To prevent herself from collapsing, she could only lean against the icy wall.

"Xyla Quest... You must die!" Emily gritted her teeth, her eyes were as red as lava.

As long as Xyla existed on the earth, she was doomed to be shadowed by her light for the rest of her life.

She did not want to live like that!

***

Later at night, Xyla and Stanley went home together after their dinner.

As soon as they set foot in the house, Xyla could feel her phone vibrating...

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A headline popped out on the phone screen. It was about the fireworks at Rosales Manor that had been going on the whole night.

Apparently, the fireworks at Rosales Manor had become the top trending topic right now. It was going haywire in the country.

In addition to the description of the beautiful fireworks throughout the night, the news had begun a widespread speculation about the identity of the owner of Rosales Manor, as well as the reason he or she was doing it.

The news editor had listed down all the nobilities in Atlantis to find out the owner's real identity, and the list included the young master of Dragon Group.

As for a reason, the owner kept the fireworks going all night long around Rosales Manor, the news editor guessed that the owner was trying to woo his beloved with the fireworks.

Moreover, countless netizens were sharing their opinions on this matter in the comment section below.

"If the owner is really doing it for a girl, I can't deny that I'm so envious of that girl."

"So this is how the romantic love life of a rich man looks like? Love it! Love it! But isn't that against the rules? That's illegal, right? I thought we're not allowed to set off fireworks?"

"I can smell strong jealousy from you all men. The fireworks are not banned in the district where Rosales Manor is located, alright? I'm so speechless."

"I'm focusing on something totally different from the rest of you. You're all curious about the identity of the owner of Rosales Manor but I'm wondering who that beauty is. I would love to take her home." "Seriously? Going through all the trouble just to woo a beauty? This man must have gone mad. He's very much like the ancient emperor."

"The one above me, you're just jealous, aren't you?"

Xyla Quest did not notice it, but a smile had started forming on her face again as she scrolled through the comments.

Noticing the changes in her expressions, Stanley Batton stepped close to take a look at her phone screen.

After he read some of the comments, he smiled too. Stretching his arms, he held Xyla by her hand and walked her to the living room sofa. He then pulled Xyla onto his laps and rested his chin on her shoulder, reading the comments together with her.

After scrolling through the comment sections, Xyla slowly leaned her head back and stared at Stanley's perfect jawline. Her other hand proceeded to gently stroke his hair. "The fireworks at Rosales Manor... went viral on the internet."

"I know." His emotionless eyes met hers. Taking the phone from Xyla's palm, he threw the phone aside and kissed her lips. Then, he went on with a couple of soft and light kisses. Though their lips had just barely touched, Xyla could feel her heart racing so fast as if it was going to pound out of her chest the very next second.

"Do you like that manor?" He asked.

"Well... It's beautiful." Xyla answered truthfully.

"I'll ask Zack Cassidy to transfer it to your name tomorrow," said Stanley without hesitation.

Upon hearing that, Xyla instantaneously rolled her eyes and seriously glared at his face. "Stanley Batton, are you going to give me whatever belongs to you just because I like them?"

"Yes."

Hearing that Stanley was willing to sacrifice everything for her warmed Xyla's heart. She continued to tease him. "What if I like your company?"

Stanley responded, "I'll give it to you after I have completely taken over the company."

The man's answer was totally out of her expectations.

It was Dragon Group. Several generations of the Batton family had poured their heart to run that company.

"Nah I don't want it. I have X Entertainment. Quest Property Group will be mine as well in the future. I'm not short of companies." Xyla was not really interested in Dragon Group.

"Even if X Entertainment and Quest Property Group combined, and their values are multiplied by a hundred, Dragon Group is still worth more than that. Are you dumb?" Stanley joked, his smile was so wide it reached his eyes.

"Are you dumb then? You know how much the company is worth, and you're planning to give me after you take over it?" Xyla retorted softly.

"You're my wife. Isn't it normal that I give you my properties?" His gaze remained as indifferent as usual.

"But that's Dragon Group..."

"Hmm... So what?"

"Generations of your family's hard work."

"Well, I trust you." With that out of the way, he lifted her up in his arms and carried her all the way upstairs.

"I don't want anything from you. Stop giving me anything of yours."

"I'm the one who decides what to do with my properties."

"I have the right to refuse your offer."

"No, you don't." He sounded dominating, he would not accept any refusal or rejection.

"Stanley Batton, you're so domineering."

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"You have a problem with that?" Stanley Batton asked.

"Of course, I do."

"Keep your comments to yourself then."

Xyla Quest was speechless in the end.

When the two of them were back in their room, Stanley carried her in his arms and headed straight to the bathroom.

Xyla already had the experience of bathing together with him. Therefore, she was not averse to the idea of showering together anymore at this point.

After taking a shower, Xyla dried her hair and put on some skin care products before going to bed with Stanley.

Both of them were wearing the same type of white silk bathrobe, looking exceptionally good together. They were definitely the perfect match for each other.

"If you like Rosales Manor, we can occasionally stay there in the future." Stanley pulled her onto his lap again and held her tightly from behind, his chin constantly rubbing against her earlobe.

The fine stubble on his chin pricked her earlobe, making her ear numb.

"Sure but... Please don't transfer it to me alright... Mmph...'

Before she could even finish her sentence, his warm lips pressed against hers.

His passionate kiss had blocked out all the words she was about to say, pushing them back down her throat.

It lasted for a long time before he reluctantly pulled himself away from her. He ended the kiss with a nibble on her lips. "Say that again, and I'll keep kissing you."

Xyla did not dare to speak again. Despite the silence, she felt extremely distressed and annoyed about his behavior inwardly.

It was kind of helpless to have a husband who loved to give her things every single day.

It was only yesterday when Stanley transferred the two buildings of Pacific International and a yacht to her name.

Today, he wanted to give her the Rosales Manor!

On top of that, she did not have the right to say 'no' to him!

"Good girl."

"Do you think I have a choice?" complained Xyla.

As he gently ran his fingers across her hair, he seriously whispered in her ears, "Xyla, keep in mind what I've said earlier. What's mine is yours. Don't be stressed about it." "I'm not used to living like this all of a sudden..." Xyla muttered.

"It's okay. I'll send you gifts more often from now on, and you'll get used to it." He added.

She was speechless.

"Good girl... Let's sleep." Placing her next to him, Stanley lay down on the bed and tapped his shoulder, hinting her to lean against him.

Without hesitation, Xyla leaned on his chest and turned on the light shortly afterwards.

As soon as she lay down, she felt a dull ache crept over the left side of her abdomen.

However, she decided to ignore the pain as she thought it was probably a side stitch. She casually nested in Stanley's arm, embracing each other to sleep.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere else, something was happening.

Emily Quest was moving in the Sullivans' house's guest room. When she came out of the bathroom, she heard her phone on the bedside table vibrating. While she was drying her hair with the towel, she sank onto the bed and picked up the phone beside her.

It was a familiar number that was displayed on the screen. Immediately, she answered the call.

"How is it? Have you found out anything?" Emily asked.

"Yes." An unknown voice said through the speaker.

Upon hearing the good news, Emily was extremely excited and ecstatic. "Hurry up and spit it out! What are you waiting for?"

"Stanley Batton, the husband of Xyla Quest, he's really unusual..." A man could be heard stuttering on the other end of the phone.

"What do you mean?" Emily's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Didn't I tell you before that it is impossible to find out any information about Stanley Batton? I hacked into the registry databases of Country Z again yesterday, and I found out that Stanley's profile had been updated. However, the face is totally different from Xyla's husband whom I'd met before."

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Emily Quest's heart leaped hearing the good news. "So what you're saying is that the Stanley Batton you found out yesterday is a different person from the Stanley Batton we saw?"

"Yes... Previously, I'd searched all the household registration databases around the world but I couldn't find Stanley's name at all. However, after Country Z updated the registry databases yesterday, I discovered that the name 'Stanley Batton' had been added inside. Coincidentally, he's the same age as Xyla Quest's husband."

"This guy is extremely ugly and he's married. Unfortunately, there isn't any information about his other half in the databases and this guy was engaged in Country Y..."

The man continued, "There's also another important piece of information from my investigation. I've been following your request to get my friend in Country Y to look into Dr. Batton's grandson. Recently, my friend managed to get acquainted with a friend of Dr. Batton's. He told my friend that..."

"...Dr Batton's grandson looked horrible. My friend showed him a picture of Xyla's husband and he insisted that he didn't look like that. Then, my friend showed him another picture of the ugly man in the registry databases. Without hesitation, he said that this man was Dr. Batton's real grandson."

"Furthermore, that person told my friend that his actual grandson married a woman two years ago. Apparently the two of them were not on speaking terms anymore due to frequent domestic violence by his grandson against his wife."

Upon hearing that, she felt a surge of happiness grow inside her again.

It seemed that all her previous speculations were accurate so far.

When Xyla got married, she tried to hide her marriage from her family until it was exposed. So the main reason behind it was because her husband was a huge embarrassment and humiliation.

All those explanations she gave to her father later on were merely lies.

She must have thought that the others could not find out the truth so she decided to make up some lies.

After that, she found a good-looking man, who knew a little bit of Chinese medicine, to act as his husband in order to complete her story.

Did Xyla actually suffer from frequent domestic violence? It was truly a tragedy to be married to such an ugly man and to be abused by him every day.

Nevertheless, why did she feel so relieved to hear that?

That ugly duckling was a good match for Xyla indeed.

"You've done a great job this time. I'll transfer seventy five thousand to you right away." Emily snorted.

"Thank you. Thank you, Miss. As the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. It's impossible for a normal human being like me to get in touch with Dr. Batton. If it wasn't for the fact that my friend happened to meet a friend of Dr. Batton's recently, the investigation wouldn't have proceeded without a hitch, and the truth wouldn't have come to the wash so quickly." The man sounded particularly merry on the other end of the phone.

"That means that little b*tch, Xyla has used up all of her luck for the rest of her life." Eeriness grew inside her eyes like a tumor, her hands on her thighs gradually clenched into fists.

No one on the earth was going to be that smug all the time!

'Just wait and see, Xyla.' She thought.

'You're screwed this time!'

"Yes, you're right," The man responded.

"By the way, since your friend's friend knows Dr. Batton... Can your friend ask him to take you to Dr. Batton so you can tell him that someone was posing as his grandson?"

"I'm afraid not. Dr. Batton refuses to meet any random strangers even if they're introduced by his friends." The man answered truthfully.

Emily simply nodded. "I get it. I'll contact you again if I need your help. Keep in touch."

Then, she hung up the phone.

Casually tossing her phone to the bed, Emily could hardly contain her joy and her hopes soared.

She let out a sigh of relief before plopping into her bed.

She felt extremely refreshed and invigorated at the moment. Having the truth on hand, she could definitely trip up Xyla.

If their father found out that Xyla had simply married an ugly, violent man and invited some handsome guy home to trick her parents in order to maintain her good reputation, he would be so shocked and furious.

By that time, Xyla would not only lose her throne as the heir of Quest Property Group but she would also be kicked out of the house by their father.

What would happen to a woman, who had long been subjected to domestic violence by a hideous man, if she was kicked out of the house?

It was either she returned to her abusive husband and got beaten up, or she ended up living a miserable life alone out there. No matter what she chose, she would lose everything in the end!

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When the time had come, Emily Quest could bully and torture Xyla Quest any way she wanted.

Xyla would be at her mercy, just like a plaything in her hand!

"Hahahahaha..." Emily started to laugh maniacally, her hands over her mouth.

How long had it been since she was this happy? It had been way too long!

Excitement engulfed her whenever she imagined the endings that might be happening to Xyla.

Buzz..... Buzz..... Her phone vibrated again at that moment.

The man who had called her just now sent a picture of Stanley Batton to her on WeChat.

There was a tanned, skinny man in the picture. Besides, one of his eyes was blind, and he looked extremely hideous.

Upon seeing that face, Emily felt like she was going to vomit the next second.

"Xyla Quest... Your cravings for love and affection must be really strong back then. Why would you go for a man like this? Tsk Tsk Tsk..."

After having a whale of a time laughing at Xyla, Emily decided to call May Conner and share the good news with her.

May picked up her call within a second or two.

Emily immediately began her story, "Mom, I have something important that I want to talk to you about..."

On the other end of the phone, May was putting on her skin care products in the bathroom. When she heard Emily's words, in no time she locked the bathroom door and questioned Emily in a hushed tone, "What's wrong? Tell me..."

Emily began to explain everything the man had told her over the phone just now to May, without missing out any tiny details.

Likewise, May could barely conceal the ecstasy within her after hearing the story behind Xyla's husband.

She covered her mouth as she laughed and her eyes opened wide, attentive and brimming with delight. "Are you serious? Emily, our time has finally come."

Emily sneered in response. "Of course... Mom, what do you think we should do next? Our pawn, Mary Sullivan, is now in jail. Who can help us to expose the real identity of Xyla's husband?"

After losing to Xyla so many times, she had already learned from her lesson. She had to be smart and she should never act rashly.

May praised her, "My daughter has really learned to be alert after all. Although Mary is in jail now, we do have other pawns..."

"Who do you think is the best pawn this time?" There was a glint of anticipation in Emily's eyes.

"Your mother-in-law." May lowered her voice and whispered.

"My mother-in-law? What do you think I should do?" Emily asked with interest.

"Well, listen carefully..."

"Okay." Emily nodded vigorously.

***

The next morning, Stanley had already left the house when Xyla opened her eyes.

When she sat up on the bed, a tiny note taped on the bedside table hit her in the eyes. "Breakfast is ready. It's in the kitchen, just warm it up using the microwave."

His handwriting was decent yet powerful, every single letter was a fine piece of art.

Looking at the note Stanly left behind warmed Xyla's heart.

With a good mood, she comfortably stretched her back and got down from the bed.

As soon as she walked into the bathroom, her phone vibrated once again.

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The call was made by Stanley Batton.

"Have you woken up yet?" Stanley asked with a loving and gentle tone.

On the other end of the phone, Stanley was currently holding his phone and talking to her while heading to the elevator, tenderness crept all over his eyes as well as his brows.

He was dressed in a snow white dress shirt with a pair of black trousers. The golden ratio of his body was outlined most vividly by the outfit, and his long legs had garnered a lot of attention from the crowd.

The first three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, causing the red marks on his neck exceptionally obvious and clearly visible.

When the two little girls at the front desk, as well as the workers who passed by him saw his appearance, their face was as horrified as they just saw a ghost.

However, Stanley was like the only man on the island. Without paying any heed to the whispering passerby, he waited for Xyla to speak patiently.

"Yeah, I just woke up," answered Xyla.

"I just arrived at the office and I won't be back during the day. I'll have dinner with you later at night." The gentleness in his tone did not falter.

"Okay."

"What do you want to eat for dinner? I'll make it for you."

"I have a craving for hotpot."

"Sure. I'll get the ingredients at night and we'll have hotpot at home."

"Well, I want to eat fried chicken too."

"I'll cook it for you."

"And milk tea."

"Okay, I'll make that for you too."

As he spoke, he strode into the elevator.

After the elevator doors closed, everyone in the entire hall started gabbling and jabbering right away.

"Did the sun just rise in the west today? Why is the cold-faced-King-of-Hell talking to someone so gently over the phone?"

"This is definitely the first time I've seen our President smile. Oh my Goddddd! He's so stunning, isn't he?"

"Our President is already super handsome even if he doesn't smile!"

"That's not the point! Most importantly, he's extremely obedient to the person on the other end of the phone and he's going to cook for her!!!" "Ahhhhhhhhh... I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous that the girl can give him a hickey!"

After Xyla hung up the phone, she went to wash up happily.

Ever since she fell in love with Stanley, her mood seemed to be brighter than the warm weather and the sun outside of the window. After putting on gorgeous makeup, she changed her pajamas into a light pink silk nightgown and sat on the bed, starting to work.

Since she was in a good mood, she felt like every key on her keyboard was exuding pink bubbles.

Meanwhile at the Sullivans' house, Emily Quest went downstairs with a deliberately depressed face after she had woken up.

There was only Bailey Ronson alone downstairs.

She was currently practicing yoga with music.

Noticing her presence, Bailey darted a cold glance at Emily while spatting detestably, "What time is it now? As the daughter-in-law of our family, have you ever thought of waking up early and preparing breakfast for us? You're really something, Emily."

Upon hearing that, fury and grief surged up within Emily.

She was a patient who suffered from major depressive disorder in front of the public. However, her mother-in-law always pulled a face at her ever since she returned from the hospital. On top of that, she would complain about her not making breakfast every single day.

Her mother-in-law was terribly vicious.

Though Emily was extremely angry with Bailey, she managed to maintain a serious and calm facade on the outside as she continued to walk. Holding back her emotions, she entered the kitchen to look for something to eat.

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The call was made by Stanley Batton.

"Have you woken up yet?" Stanley asked with a loving and gentle tone.

On the other end of the phone, Stanley was currently holding his phone and talking to her while heading to the elevator, tenderness crept all over his eyes as well as his brows.

The first three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, causing the red marks on his neck exceptionally obvious and clearly visible.

When the two little girls at the front desk, as well as the workers who passed by him saw his appearance, their face was as horrified as they just saw a ghost.

However, Stanley was like the only man on the island. Without paying any heed to the whispering passerby, he waited for Xyla to speak patiently.

"Yeah, I just woke up," answered Xyla.

"I just arrived at the office and I won't be back during the day. I'll have dinner with you later at night." The gentleness in his tone did not falter.

"Okay."

"What do you want to eat for dinner? I'll make it for you."

"I have a craving for hotpot."

"Sure. I'll get the ingredients at night and we'll have hotpot at home."

"Well, I want to eat fried chicken too."

"I'll cook it for you."

"And milk tea."

"Okay, I'll make that for you too."

As he spoke, he strode into the elevator.

After the elevator doors closed, everyone in the entire hall started gabbling and jabbering right away.

"Did the sun just rise in the west today? Why is the cold-faced-King-of-Hell talking to someone so gently over the phone?"

"This is definitely the first time I've seen our President smile. Oh my Goddddd! He's so stunning, isn't he?"

"Our President is already super handsome even if he doesn't smile!"

After Xyla hung up the phone, she went to wash up happily.

Since she was in a good mood, she felt like every key on her keyboard was exuding pink bubbles.

Meanwhile at the Sullivans' house, Emily Quest went downstairs with a deliberately depressed face after she had woken up.

There was only Bailey Ronson alone downstairs.

She was currently practicing yoga with music.

Upon hearing that, fury and grief surged up within Emily.

Her mother-in-law was terribly vicious.

Chapter 520

Immediately, Emily Quest slid her phone into her pocket. "I've already deleted the picture before I explain everything to you. There's no point snatching my phone now."

"Why did you do that?" Bailey Ronson's face was filled with fury.

"It's because I'm afraid that you won't keep your words. I told you that I'm not going to go against Xyla Quest anymore. I'm tired." Emily added, "I'm telling you because I'm afraid that you'll kick me out of the house. I don't have any other intentions."

With that out of the way, Emily secretly tapped the screen of her phone in her pocket.

Her phone stopped recording their conversation.

It was for back-up purposes. To have the sound recording in her phone, she would have evidence to excuse herself from the trouble in case things went bad.

Everything was going exactly according to her mother's plan.

"You better recover that picture right now and send it to me. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook!"

"I hope that you will keep the promise. If you insist on me to do that, I'll leave this house at all cost."

Emily's reply was totally out of Bailey's expectation. As a result, rage began to sear through Bailey again.

She pointed at Emily furiously. "Fine... What a good daughter-in-law of mine... You know very well that my daughter, who is your best friend, Mary Sullivan has been bullied by Xyla all this while. Now that you have the evidence in your phone but you refuse to give it to me..."

"I really can't." Following that statement, Emily headed to the main door and left the house. "I'm going to see Mary."

Bailey clenched both her fists tightly, all time mumbling to herself, "Emily, you're a backstabber..."

Then, she sank into the sofa, her fists still tightly clenched.

Though Emily refused to give her the picture or to cooperate with her, it did not really matter to her.

She could still expose the embarrassing news if she wanted to.

All she had to do was to look up Emily's call records and find that hacker friend of hers...!

Since that guy loved money so much, he would definitely send her all the evidence and information about Stanley Batton as long as she was willing to pay him at a high price.

Xyla had brought so much trouble to her baby daughter. Undoubtedly, she had to make Xyla pay the price no matter what.

***

Once Emily had stepped out of the house, she strode towards the black BMW X5 parked in front of the house and got into the car.

Starting the car engine, she found the familiar phone number from the call records and dialed it right away. "If someone calls you and asks you to hand over the evidence about Xyla hiring some random guy to disguise her husband, just do as she said..."

"Alright... I get it." The man on the other end of the phone did not ask any further questions, his answer was simple and straightforward.

Delighted with her finalized plan, Emily sneered in satisfaction and threw her phone on the passenger seat.

She knew that Bailey was not going to give in that easily.

If she failed to obtain anything from her, Bailey would find her own way to settle the problem. She would definitely check Emily's call records to find her hacker friend.

Subsequently, she would buy the evidence from him.

She also knew that Bailey would discover this hacker in no time.

No matter how she thought about it, she could not deny that her mother's plan was totally perfect.

Not only would she be able to bring Xyla down, she would not have to do anything by herself either.

Even if something went wrong halfway, she would not be blamed or affected as well.

This was a very favorable deal indeed.

"Oh Xyla, poor Xyla... I believe that you'll get yourself into big trouble real soon, you better get yourself ready," Emily said to herself.

From what she had known about Bailey's character, she would definitely make a mountain out of a molehill about this matter if she really wanted to expose it.

She was certain that Bailey would not share the truth and evidence with their father only.

Bailey would probably make it known to the entire world.

By that time, Xyla's reputation would be utterly ruined for sure.

Quickly turning the car around, Emily found a cheerful song from the radio and listened to it as she pressed the pedal to the metal...

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