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Chapter 641

May Conner and the rest of the people who wanted to watch Xyla Quest embarrass herself quickly walked over to Xyla. They all had an annoyed expression on their faces.

As everyone watched, Xyla picked up a brush and began painting a snowy plum.

"What's that? It looks very ordinary..."

"Yeah. It does look ordinary..."

Everyone was whispering among themselves.

May didn't say anything, but she felt the same way about it.

Slowly, Xyla put her brush down and looked at Wilmer Lacroix.

Wilmer kept his eyes on the painting of that snowy plum. There was a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

In the next second, he turned around to look at Xyla. "That looks amazing... The plum flower looks so real. The strokes you have made were fantastic! This level of prowess is something many people could never reach despite practicing for years! Even I can't draw such perfect plum! Will you please be my teacher?" he asked.

Likewise, Sharon Lindt was stunned by how beautiful the snowy plum Xyla had drawn looked.

When Sharon heard what Wilmer said, she returned to her senses and turned to look at him in surprise.

May and everyone else were all shocked.

There were many things that they would never have expected from the beginning.

Although it looked like an ordinary painting to them, it turned out to be a fantastic work of art to Wilmer. How could that be?

Suddenly, the room went silent.

Feeling shocked by Wilmer's positive response, she shook her head. "How could I be your teacher? You're the most famous artist in the country. I don't think I can live up to that," Xyla said.

She was equally surprised that Wilmer would be this impressed by her painting.

When her master first taught her how to draw, he had praised her for being naturally talented. He had likened her to a prodigy of the century.

After Xyla's master had taught her the basics, he had always praised her for her work. In fact, he would often compare her to some other well-known artists in the country.

However, Xyla had always thought that her master was exaggerating it.

Suddenly, everyone began saying nice things about Xyla.

"Amazing... I was just going to say that this pretty lady must know how to paint. I just didn't say it out loud before."

"D*mn. That's awesome. Those of you who said she can't paint, are you embarrassed now? Who the hell is the lady in the red dress? Why did she pretend to be so close to the pretty girl? How could she not even know that the pretty girl could paint?"

"I think the lady in the red dress is a b*tch. She looks like a stepmother. Could she be the pretty lady's stepmother?"

"You all have no idea. She's the wife of Quest Group's president. The pretty girl is the eldest daughter of the Quest family, Xyla Quest..."

"That explains why the lady in the red dress was behaving so strangely. On the one hand, she was trying to rally everyone against Xyla. On the other hand, she pretended to be close to Xyla. If you've already chosen to be a b*tch, you shouldn't try to take both sides."

May felt embarrassed by what everyone was saying. Right then, she wished she could dig a hole and hide in it.

What was going on with Xyla? How did she become a completely different person after being away for three years?

Even a simple painting of Xyla's ended up being praised by a famous artist. On top of that, he even wanted Xyla to be his teacher.

Things shouldn't have turned out like this!

At first, May thought she could embarrass Xyla today, but she ended up embarrassing herself instead.

While Sharon listened to what everyone around her said, she felt immensely proud. Suddenly she was in a great mood and felt even more impressed by Xyla.

Was there anything her daughter-in-law couldn't do well?

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Chapter 642

Sharon Lindt was sure there was nothing Xyla Quest couldn't do well.

She felt very pleased with her daughter-in-law.

Why would she still need to admire Wilmer Lacroix? She'd only have to admire her daughter-in-law!

However, Xyla wasn't really listening to what other people said. She kept her eyes on Wilmer's face.

Likewise, Wilmer was also looking at Xyla. Once everyone had become quiet, he started speaking earnestly, "Are you Xyla Quest? Please accept me as your student and teach me whenever you're available." "I really can't do that. If you don't mind, we can add each other on WeChat. From today onward, we can share our artwork and get feedback from each other," Xyla said while shaking her head.

Xyla couldn't live up to being the teacher of such a prominent artist in the country. How could she?

Xyla was still so young. How could she accept a white-haired old man as her student?

Wilmer immediately nodded after hearing what Xyla said.

After that, he quickly took his phone out and added Xyla as his friend on WeChat.

"Xyla... Who taught you how to paint? How long have you been learning?" Wilmer asked after adding her on WeChat. "Approximately... Three years. My master taught me. He's not a famous artist, but he's a famous doctor," Xyla said.

Everyone took in a deep breath. They were shocked yet again...

"What? Three years?" Wilmer had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"I've been painting all my life, but I can't even compete with a kid who has only been painting for three years. I feel deeply ashamed of myself. Xyla, you should keep painting. One day, you'll become a world- renowned artist," Wilmer said.

"I only paint for fun. I'm not trying to become a famous artist..." Xyla shook her head blankly.

When she first started drawing, she only did it to relax.

Back then, she was heartlessly betrayed by her trashy boyfriend and younger sister. They bullied her and even caused her to get hurt in a car accident. Xyla was in a terrible mental state, and she got irritated very easily.

Her master told her that painting could help calm her mind, and that was why she started learning how to paint.

Becoming a famous artist was never her goal because that was never part of her ambition.

"But don't give up on it... You shouldn't waste your natural talent," Wilmer advised her.

Xyla smiled without saying anything.

"Xyla... Will you come with me to look at other art pieces? Give me some pointers..." Wilmer said earnestly.

"I told you I can't teach you, but we can exchange our ideas by observing the art pieces," Xyla said while walking away from the crowd and over to a painting of a mountain and a river. Wilmer quickly followed her.

Sharon rolled her eyes at May before following them.

Even after they had left, everyone was still in a state of shock.

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After going through the art gallery, Xyla got into her red Maserati with Sharon.

By then, the sky had already turned dark.

Lights in the city had only just been turned on, and everything became bright.

As soon as Sharon got into the car, she grabbed Xyla's hand tightly. "Xyla... Did you really only learn how to paint for three years?" She asked.

"Of course." Xyla nodded.

"That's amazing. I've been learning for many years but I'm still an amateur. How can you be so good, Xyla?" Sharon gasped.

"Do you paint too?" Xyla asked.

"Yeah. Xyla... Can you be my teacher? I want to paint as well as you do," Sharon said, pleadingly.

"I can't do that. You're me elder. How could I be your teacher? If you want to learn how to paint, I can help you with it," Xyla said while shaking her head.

"But I really want you to be my teacher... Today, I've discovered one more thing to admire you for..." Sharon praised Xyla generously. She still felt extremely excited. When Xyla saw how Sharon was behaving, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. It's getting late. We should ask Stanley, Dad, and Catherine to join us for dinner. What do you think?" Xyla asked.

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"Forget about Catherine. She won't be able to come," Sharon Lindt said.

"Why not?" Xyla Quest asked.

"She's gone to see Josh on the drama filming set," Sharon replied.

"Oh. In that case... It'll just be you, me, Dad, and Stanley. Can you think of some place to go? You can call Daddy, and I'll call Stanley..." Xyla added.

"Let's go to the Japanese place across the street..." Sharon pointed at the restaurant and said.

Xyla snapped her fingers decisively before driving them across the street.

The bodyguards followed closely in another car.

After entering the Japanese restaurant, they requested a private dining room. After that, they each called their respective husbands.

Once they were done, Xyla's phone began ringing again.

There was a news article on Weibo.

"Team XS's luxurious base has been exposed!"

Xyla immediately tapped on the article.

Team XS's base and the courtyard around it immediately came into sight. There were also pictures of several buildings in the compound...

There was a short paragraph attached. "Just a minute ago, Simon, one of Team XS's members, posted pictures of Team XS's luxurious base while thanking his boss, Xyla Quest..."

Although the post had only just appeared on Weibo, the comment section was already flooded.

"??? Xyla Quest really is rich!"

"She's such a good boss!!!"

"She's the best boss in the world of esports!!!"

After calmly reading through all of it, Xyla closed the article.

Right then, her finger accidentally scrolled downward, and another recent post from Wilmer Lacroix appeared. "@Xyla Quest's painting of this snowy plum really made me feel ashamed of myself. Even after all these years of painting, I still can't compare to a kid who's only been painting for three years. She has such an outstanding talent."

There was a picture attached below the post. It was the snowy plum painting Xyla had casually drawn.

Likewise, the comment section was flooded.

"??? Xyla can actually draw? Although I can't tell what's good or not, it must be good if a famous artist says so..."

"D*mn. The way the strokes are. This style. It's amazing!!!"

"I'd like to express my admiration for our country's future master artist, @Xyla Quest."

At the same time, Xyla noticed a lot of famous artists in the country had also shared Wilmer's Weibo post, and they were all tagging her and praising her.

Suddenly, Xyla had become the center of attention.

After reading through some of those posts, Xyla returned to the list of trending topics.

She realized her name was on the list again.

In fact, her name appeared three times on the list of trending topics.

The number one trending topic was #Xyla Quest's Snowy Plum#.

The number two trending topic was #Xyla Quest and Wilmer Lacroix#.

Finally, #Xyla Quest Is Awesome# appeared. Although this had been around for a long time, it still hadn't dampened in popularity. It was still the fourth most trendy topic.

When Xyla tapped into the post related to the snow plum painting, everyone was praising her in the comment section.

She seemed to have astounded everyone on Weibo with her talent.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Right then, Xyla's phone began ringing again.

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Chapter 644

The news headline was praising Xyla Quest's painting.

Xyla knew what everyone was probably saying in the comment section without even having to read through the article.

She didn't tap on the link. Instead, she locked her phone screen and looked at Sharon Lindt. "Mom, I never told you I could paint. Why were you so confident in me in front of everyone earlier?" Xyla asked. This was something Xyla had wanted to ask Sharon.

Sharon placed her hands on her face and smiled at Xyla. "It's because of your comments and what you said to your stepmother... You said that just because you have never painted in the past, it didn't mean you wouldn't know how to paint now."

"Why didn't you think I was just blowing my own trumpet as everyone else said?" Xyla felt a warm sensation spreading in her heart when she recalled how much Sharon trusted in her.

Sharon smiled. "That's because I know that Xyla would never blow her own trumpet. You always say what you mean. I never doubted anything you said," Sharon responded. Xyla was touched by what Sharon said.

She felt as if a warm flow of air had entered her chest.

"Thank you... Mom," Xyla said.

"What's there to thank? If you want to thank me, you can do so by teaching me how to paint," Sharon said with a smile.

"Of course," Xyla said and smiled as she held Sharon's hand.

As soon as their hands touched, Xyla's phone rang again...

The call was from her gaming team's manager, Michael Gabriel.

"What's up, Michael?" Xyla immediately picked up.

"Boss, Canelo accidentally sprained his wrist when he was carrying some stuff earlier. He won't be able to play in the semi-finals. Right now, we don't have any back-up ADC player. You'll have to take his place, boss. Otherwise, we're a gone case for this season." Michael sounded full of panic.

"What? Is the injury serious? Now isn't the time to talk about the competition. It's his condition that's more important." Xyla's heart tightened immediately when she heard what Michael said.

Now, Xyla was more worried about Canelo's well-being than whether or not the team could participate in this season's competition.

Michael let out a long sigh. "It's terrible. He has a slight fracture, and he's being treated at the municipal hospital right now."

"Got it. I'll come over right away..." Xyla said as she stood up.

Although she had just met these players, she still felt affected by what she had just found out.

These were all young kids who had left home to pursue a career in professional gaming in Atlantis on their own. It wasn't easy for them at all. Each of them deserved to be taken care of by their boss, Xyla. Although Sharon didn't hear what was said on the phone, she overheard the word 'injury'. Sharon immediately stood up with a nervous look on her face.

"What happened? Who got injured?" Sharon asked.

"I bought over a gaming team recently. One of the boys hurt his wrist. Mom, you guys can continue having the meal. I'll have to excuse myself. Sorry," Xyla said.

"Okay... Would you like me to come with you?" Sharon asked.

Xyla shook her head.

"Xyla, you must arrange for the best doctor to treat that child. Make sure he gets the best treatment, and make sure someone takes care of him too. Based on what I know, these kids usually leave home early to pursue a career in professional gaming. It's not easy for them," Sharon said thoughtfully.

"I know," Xyla said.

With that, Xyla grabbed her car key and quickly drove to the municipal hospital in her red Maserati.

When she arrived, Michael called her and told her that Canelo was already in the ward.

After finding out the ward number, she ran right over.

Inside were only Michael and Canelo.

Canelo's arm was covered in bandages, and he wouldn't stop crying while keeping his head down.

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Meanwhile, Michael Gabriel sat beside him and gently consoled Canelo.

Xyla Quest couldn't hear what they were saying clearly. When she saw Canelo crying like this, she subconsciously thought it must have been because of the pain. She quickly walked up to the bed. "Canelo? How are you doing? Does it hurt a lot?" Xyla asked.

"No, it doesn't." Canelo shook her head.

"Then, why are you crying?" Xyla asked.

"He felt sorry for the team for hurting his wrist during such a crucial period. He's afraid that the team might lose without even getting to play..." Michael said.

"Boss... Please, can you take my place? There isn't anyone who can substitute me in the team. If I really can't play, it's over," Canelo begged fervently as he held onto Xyla's hand.

When Xyla looked at him, she could sense how deeply passionate he was about his team, as well as the strong sense of craving for glory in him.

Her impression of him improved significantly.

Xyla nodded without hesitation. "Alright... Once I return, I'll submit the information and register as a professional gamer. I'll be your substitute when the time comes," she said. Personally, she didn't want to do it.

However, at this point, she didn't have a choice.

Otherwise, they won't be able to participate this season.

All their hard work for the season would be a waste.

Xyla knew these professional gamers very well, and she knew clearly how badly they wanted to win.

Hence, she wanted to do her best for them.

"Thank you, boss... You're the best!" Canelo exclaimed with tears in his eyes.

"Why are you thanking me? I'm your boss. This is my job," Xyla said before turning to look at Michael.

"Take good care of Canelo. Once he's out of the hospital, find him the best caretaker around," she added.

"Yes, boss. I'll definitely do that," Michael said and nodded.

"Thank you, boss," Canelo said gratefully.

"Stop thanking me," Xyla said blandly.

"Just... Thank you, boss. You're the most respectful and caring boss to players like us I've ever met," Canelo said earnestly.

"You're too nice. I'll prescribe some medicine for you later. Get the chef to make some soup with it. It'll help your bone recover," Xyla added.

"You even know how to prescribe medicine!" Canelo seemed shocked.

"Yeah, I studied medicine a little," Xyla said.

"That's amazing..." Canelo was even more impressed by Xyla now.

After spending some time in Canelo's ward and having dinner with Canelo and Michael, Xyla finally returned home.

When she arrived, it was still dark in the house.

Xyla knew that Stanley hadn't returned yet. If he were home, he would always leave a light on even if he was asleep.

Hence, she turned on her computer and filled in the details to register as a professional League of Legend gamer through a form Michael had sent to her email. After doing so, she sent the details in an email to Michael.

Once she was done with all of this, she satisfactorily turned her computer off. She was ready to head upstairs for a bath before she continued working.

Right then, she heard a car stopping outside.

Knowing that Stanley must be home, she immediately walked over to the door and opened it.

When she opened the door, she was stunned-

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Chapter 646

Stanley Batton was standing at the door with a large bouquet of roses in his hand and a smile on his face.

At one glance, Xyla Quest guessed that there were probably ninety-nine roses.

The roses were in full bloom, and the colors were stunningly beautiful. On top of that, Stanley had such a handsome face, and it all looked as if it belonged to a romantic movie scene.

A flowery scent filled Xyla's nostrils. She smiled. "Why did you suddenly think of buying flowers? It's such a large bouquet, too," Xyla said.

"Hmm. I passed by a florist on the way home. That's why I got it," Stanley said before passing the bouquet to Xyla.

Since it was such a large, heavy bouquet, Xyla needed to use a lot of strength to hold it firmly.

Most women liked flowers, especially roses. Xyla was not an exception.

The beautiful flowers put Xyla in a good mood.

She couldn't resist sniffing the flowers in her arms.

When Stanley saw this happening in front of him, he couldn't help but take his phone out to capture this image.

In the picture, Xyla seemed gentle and was smiling from ear to ear. The tip of her nose was only one centimeter away from the flowers.

The red roses made Xyla's face appear even fairer than usual.

Each of the roses was beautiful. Even so, none of them were as beautiful as Xyla.

Xyla was spectacular.

While Stanley looked from the picture to Xyla, he felt at peace.

It was as if time had stopped because of how gentle Xyla looked.

"Did you take a picture?" Xyla looked up at Stanley. Her eyes were glistening like a thousand stars.

The most beautiful things on earth had all come together, and they still weren't as pretty as Xyla's eyes.

"Yeah..." Stanley said.

"Does it look good? Show me. Did you use the beautifying filter?" Xyla said.

"You don't need it," Stanley said before walking into the house and changing into slippers. He then took the roses away from Xyla. "I'll carry it... It's very heavy." Stanley was now holding the roses with one hand while he circled his other hand around Xyla's waist.

"How was the player's injury?" he asked patiently.

Xyla let out a long sigh. "He needs plenty of rest. I don't think he'll be able to take part in the competition. I've decided to substitute him for the semi-finals." "Hmm. That'll work," Stanley said.

"Are you tired?" he asked.

Xyla subconsciously leaned on Stanley's shoulder. They walked over to the couch as if they were joined at the hips. "Not too bad. I'm just a little tired. Thank you for the flowers, darling," Xyla said. "You're most welcome. It's part of my responsibility," Stanley said calmly. Still holding Xyla's hands, he placed the flowers on the coffee table and sat down.

Stanley pulled Xyla onto his lap so that they faced each other.

Xyla subconsciously wrapped her hands around his neck. "Oh, right. You haven't shown me the picture you took."

Xyla was still thinking about the picture because she hadn't seen it.

She was worried that the angle at which Stanley took the picture might not have been good enough, and she might not look pretty in it.

Xyla hoped that she would always look her best, even if it were in a photo on his phone.

"The phone's in the pocket. Get it yourself..." Stanley said affectionately.

Xyla's heart immediately tightened. She rolled her eyes at Stanley before reaching into his pocket with one hand while keeping her other hand around his neck. "I'll get it myself then," she said before reaching her hand into his pocket.

Stanley's pocket was very deep. When her hand reached inside, she accidentally touched something she shouldn't have through the cloth.

After touching something she shouldn't have, Xyla immediately stopped moving. She quickly got off Stanley's lap and sat next to him.

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Chapter 647

Stanley Batton started chuckling next to Xyla Quest's ear...

Xyla quickly grabbed his phone and opened the photo album.

"During dinner tonight, Mom told me about your snowy plum painting. I saw it on Weibo too. You're amazing, darling," Stanley praised Xyla generously. There was a look of approval in his eyes, but his smile was not quite apparent.

Xyla smiled without saying anything. "To be honest, it's not that great... I never thought I was amazing or anything..."

"Here, have it back," Xyla said before returning Stanley his phone.

"Put it back where you took it from..." Stanley's voice sounded like a cello. There was an attractive quality to it.

"In your dreams," Xyla said as she blushed.

"Good girl... Do what you're told to," Stanley said.

"No," Xyla refuted.

"If you don't, you'll be punished," Stanley said.

With that, Stanley pressed his body against hers.

Suddenly, Xyla's heart began to pound. She subconsciously pressed against his chest while she chuckled. "Stop it..." she complained.

"I never knew you could paint..." Stanley said.

"What other talent are you hiding from me? Hmm?" he added.

"There's a lot more that you don't know," Xyla said.

"For example?" Stanley asked.

"Do you want to know? You'll find out eventually..." Xyla said.

"I don't want to find out eventually. I want to know right now," Stanley said.

With that, Stanley pressed his lips against Xyla's passionately.

Outside, the moon and the stars were bright. Flowers were in full bloom around the garden. It smelled like spring.

Likewise, it felt equally serene in the house.

Stanley lowered his head and gave Xyla a gentle peck on her forehead. "Do you want to shower and sleep?" he asked.

"I wanted to work at first... Also, I planned to play a match to practice. You're ruining my plans," Xyla said.

Stanley chuckled softly before standing up and carrying Xyla into the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, Xyla felt much less tired. She also no longer felt sleepy.

After walking out of the bathroom, Xyla went into the closet and put on a white, silk pajama.

She then headed downstairs.

After that, Xyla searched for several vases before carefully transferring the roses Stanley gave her into the vases. She then placed the vases in different places around the living room.

The entire house smelled of flowers.

With that, Xyla quickly returned upstairs.

Right then, Stanley was leaning against the headboard of the bed, seemingly wide awake. He covered his lower body with a thin, white sheet while he smoked.

His muscular chest, perfect abs, and the sexy lines around his obliques were fully visible.

A picture of him taken from any angle would look perfect.

"Where did you go?" Stanley looked up at her slowly with a smile on his face.

Xyla climbed onto the bed and lay down. "I put the flowers you gave me into vases. I was afraid they might wilt the next morning..."

"Are you all done?" Stanley turned off the lights and lay down before pulling her into his arms.

Xyla obediently rested her head on his chest as she clung to his body like an octopus. "Yeah... I like roses a lot," she said.

"Do you?" Stanley asked.

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"Yeap. I've loved it since I was a child. When I traveled to Country F last time, I came across a really beautiful town there. All the streets in that town were planted with red roses on both sides. Oh, it was simply enchanting. How I hope we can do the same in Atlantis," Xyla Quest replied in a low murmur.

"Hmm..." Stanley Batton said, "Maybe your dream will come true one day."

Xyla did not respond anymore. She snuggled in the man's arms and quietly fell asleep.

The next morning, the lovebirds were both awakened by the noises of a vibrating phone.

Xyla reached for her phone on the bedside table in a daze. Noticing that it was not her phone vibrating, she dropped her phone and wrapped the blanket around herself, going back to sleep.

On the other hand, Stanley immediately grabbed his phone and stalked out to the balcony, lowering his voice as he answered the call. "Any updates, Zack?"

"I found out that Bailey Ronson had been calling a random number quite frequently before she tracked down Henry. After careful investigation, we discovered that the number belongs to a hacker called Dex Reagan.

"Besides, there were some call records between this hacker and Emily Quest..." Zack Cassidy continued.

"A few days before Bailey contacted Dex Reagan, this guy already had a couple of calls with Emily. Most importantly, I found out that he had invaded our country's registry database several times to trace your information..." Zack added, "Some of us have gone to find Dex now."

Upon hearing the news, Stanley's face darkened instantaneously.

"Fifth Master, I'm afraid that the whole incident has turned out as you predicted. It's more or less related to Emily," Zack explained in earnest.

"Got it..." Stanley directly hung up his phone.

At that moment, Xyla was awakened.

She lazily stretched her back before sitting up and tidying up her hair. She glanced at the man on the balcony and asked curiously, "Who called you?" The man strode across the room and sat down beside her. "The matter about Bailey uncovering me seems to be related to Emily."

His statement hardly caused a ripple of surprise within Xyla. She had long suspected that Emily was involved in the case.

Afterward, Stanley told Xyla everything that Zack had reported to him earlier.

After listening to his recountal, Xyla pondered for a few seconds before mumbling, "So... Emily was trying to make use of Bailey to tackle me." "Most likely."

"If they manage to find Dex Reagan, remind Zack to interrogate him properly. Let's not jump to the conclusion for now..." Xyla said again. Even if she wanted a showdown, she must have conclusive evidence in hand.

"No worries. He knows what to do," Stanley soothed.

With that out of the way, Xyla did not say another word. She glimpsed at the clock and said, "Let's wash up and get some breakfast first..." "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything."

Then, Xyla headed to the bathroom.

Stanley followed closely behind.

After the two of them washed up, Stanley went straight to the kitchen downstairs to make breakfast for his beloved.

Meanwhile, Xyla was busy putting on her makeup in front of the gold-and-diamond-encrusted dressing table.

Due to her tight schedule this morning, she could only manage a simple makeup before dashing to the dressing room, quickly picking up a white blouse and a baby blue long suit. The suit's waist-skimming design showed off her slender waist to the fullest.

Furthermore, her long legs stood out against the short top.

With the white Chanel bag over her shoulder, she quickly went downstairs to have breakfast with Stanley and left the house in no time.

When her red Maserati arrived at the entrance of Quest Property Group, her phone vibrated.

Noticing it was her father's call, Xyla answered without hesitation. She then grabbed her bag, got out of the car, and darted into the building while talking on the phone.

Her pace was fast. She came as a stunning great businesswoman with her white high heels clicking against the glossy tiles.

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Six bodyguards in black suits followed closely behind her.

"Xyla, come to my office. I have something to discuss with you."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Xyla Quest took the elevator and headed to the chairman's office at once.

She knocked on the door politely when she arrived at her father's office. After receiving a response from Jeremy Quest, she pushed open the door and entered the office.

Jeremy was currently sitting in front of the high-grade rosewood desk, making some tea with his set of professional teaware tools.

There were different kinds of bottles and jars on the desk. All of which looked classy and exquisite.

Noticing Xyla's presence, a benevolent smile blossomed on Jeremy's face instantaneously. "Xyla, come over here..."

As he spoke, he beckoned Xyla to his desk.

Xyla immediately walked up to him and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Dad?"

"There's a grand antique auction in Belrynna this evening. I'm going to have a look at the antique over there. Do you want to come with me?"

"Sure," Xyla agreed without even thinking about it.

"It starts at seven o'clock. I think we'll be able to make it if we leave on the dot at five o'clock," added Jeremy.

Xyla nodded right away.

"By the way, Xyla... I saw the trending topics about you on Weibo in the past two days... You're brilliant." Jeremy continued staring at his daughter, a glint of admiration in his eyes. "Thanks, Dad."

"Paint something for Daddy when you're free, okay? I'll put it right here in my office."

"No problem."

"One more thing. I bought a piece of land at Eldoris in Belrynna. The land is barren on the Eldoris's coast, and I'm planning to develop it. However, I'm not sure if I should set up a high-end sea view villa residential area or establish a maritime amusement park. I'm torn between those two ideas. Let's go there tonight after the auction. I need your advice on it..." Jeremy recalled.

"Okay." Xyla nodded obediently.

"Speaking of which, are Stan's parents in Atlantis? I think you should arrange a time with Stan for the two families to meet up..."

"Yes, Dad, they're all here in Atlantis. I'll make an arrangement as soon as possible."

"Great. I shall leave you alone then. Go ahead to work," Jeremy said again.

After bidding a brief farewell to her father, Xyla turned around and left the office.

As soon as she stepped out of the office, her phone rang.

Xyla immediately answered the call at the sight of Michael Gabriel's names on the screen. "Yes, President Gabriel?"

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"Boss, your profile has been reviewed and approved. You're the official ADC player for Team QPG now. Our official blog has also posted the news about Canelo's injury and your substitution for Canelo in the upcoming tournament. Apparently, everyone's looking forward to your performance!" Michael reported excitedly.

"Alright."

"Boss, please drop by to train with the team if you have time. You guys should bond with each other," added Michael.

"I will."

"All of us have completely moved into the new base. You can come over anytime."

Xyla pondered about her schedule for a few seconds before answering, "I'll try to visit the base after two o'clock. I think I can train for an hour or two..." "Noted, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Xyla returned to her office.

She sank onto the fluffy leather office chair and logged onto her Weibo account right away, intending to read the comments below Team QPG's latest post. As soon as she opened the app, she found that her name was on the trending list again.

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Chapter 650

#Xyla Quest replaces Canelo in the Spring Playoff Semifinals# appeared as the third hot topic of the day.

Without further ado, Xyla Quest tapped the topic and scrolled through it. The first thing that caught her eyes was the declaration post uploaded by Team QPG's official account. Canelo's injury and the news about her replacing him in the playoff semifinals were all clearly stated in the post.

The comment section below exploded with exhilaration.

The breaking news had successfully won great attention from all over the world.

"From the video about her playing with Amigo at the cyber cafe, I think she'll nail it!"

"I haven't seen a female player from our region in years. She'll definitely become a household name if she manages to win the game."

"Honestly speaking, I don't know what's so great about her. Why is everyone calling her pretty? There are many better-looking girls out there, okay? Countless people can't make their debut as a professional gamer even after a lifetime of trying. How can she represent her team out of nowhere?"

"Dude, why are you so mean? There are many more girls who are better-looking than Xyla? Where are they? Show us, can you? You keep judging her appearance, what about you? Are you prettier than her?" "I'll tell you why, my friend. It is because Xyla is rich. It is because Xyla is attractive. It is because Xyla is undoubtedly skilled in video games. Get it?"

It seemed that everyone had faith in her.

All thanks to the exposed video at the cyber cafe.

Paying no notice to the negative comments about her, Xyla exited Weibo with delight and flipped open the files on her desk.

In addition to the training at Team QPG's base later, she also had to accompany her father to Belrynna in the evening. Whether it was regarding Quest Property Group or X Entertainment, she ought to finish all the work as fast as possible.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Her phone vibrated right after she went through the first document.

Though she had a lot to do, she instantly picked up the call seeing that it was from Josh Batton.

On the other end of the phone, Josh sat alone at a round table in front of a cafe. He was wearing a black trench coat, a white dress shirt, and a pair of black trousers, looking exceptionally charming.

His hair was neatly parted in 3:7, and the light makeup perfectly adorned his look.

There were many photographers, makeup artists, and lightning technicians around him.

All of them were busy setting up the equipment in preparation for his street photography.

Besides, there was a red cordon about ten meters away from the cafe. Numerous security guards stood in front of the cordon to prevent Josh's crazy fans from approaching.

As expected, the crowd surrounding the cordon was all his fans, most of whom were female fans.

They were constantly shouting at Josh to show their support despite being physically halted by that red cordon.

Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation.

As soon as Xyla answered the call, Josh walked into the cafe and began to speak in a soft, tender tone. "I heard you're going to play in the tournament?" Xyla responded truthfully, "Yes."

"I'd love to watch the game... I'll definitely bring my whole family to support you on that day."

His eyes were as warm as the sunlight outside.

Meanwhile, the two female baristas in the cafe had already lost their sanity when they saw Josh entering their cafe.

The two of them were clutching each other's hand excitedly, hardly breathing at all.

"Hey, who do you think Josh Batton is talking to? I've never seen him being so gentle before..."

"He has always been very gentle, alright? He's always a warm-hearted boy."

"No. Look at his eyes. I'm pretty sure they're more gentle than before. Do you think he's talking to his girlfriend?"

"Nah, that's impossible. Josh is single. If a pop star like him really is dating, his girlfriend must have long been known and gone viral on the internet. No matter who is on the other end of the phone, I'm so envious of her!"

Though the girls tried to keep their voices low, Josh could clearly hear their conversation. Nevertheless, he ignored them and continued standing in the doorway. He covered one side of his ears so he could listen to Xyla better.

"Sure, but please keep a low-profile, okay? Otherwise, I'm afraid that the arena will become your fan meeting instead of a game tournament."

"I know. I promise that I won't steal your thunder." Josh grinned. His smile was clean and pure, and his eyes were shining like stars.

"It's not about stealing the limelight. It's a matter of your safety," nagged Xyla.

"I understand." Josh's smile did not falter for a second.

"Why is it so noisy on your side?"