Ch. 781..790
Chapter 781
They stood in two rows near the entrance with their heads down respectfully.
The crowd, which was ready to leave, was instantly glued to their seats. The group of men had successfully drawn their attention.
On the stage, Xyla Quest and her father's eyes were fixed upon the entrance too.
Xyla recognized those black-clad men at first glance.
They were Stanley Batton's henchmen.
Sunshine flooded her soul, and her heart leaped up for joy there and then.
What was going on? Had Stanley returned to Atlantis?
How did he manage to solve his problem in such a short period?
In the very next second, Stanley marched into the hall under the crowd's attention.
He was wearing a black slim Armani suit with a black dress shirt inside. His slicked-back hair was simple yet cool, elegant yet extraordinary. There were countless people in the hall, but all of them were no match for him.
He glowed effortlessly, overshadowing everyone around him.
Soon, the man caught sight of his wife.
The coldness in his eyes melted away right away.
The men in black immediately stepped forward and opened up a path for him.
As expected, all the female employees were flabbergasted when they saw Stanley.
It was as if the entire hall was filled with pink bubbles.
"Ahhhh... He looks much better in person!"
"I can't believe a hot guy just showed up at our company. I'm suffocating."
"I wonder what it's like to live with such a stunning man every day."
The girls wore a blank, infatuated expression as they shared their feelings about the flawless man in front of them.
Nonetheless, Stanley did not even bother to look at them.
He strode across the hall and came to a halt in front of Xyla. "What's all this about?"
"Well, it's a long story... What are you doing here? Didn't you say that you're going to stay there a little longer?" Xyla asked.
"I missed you, so I decided to come back sooner," Stanley whispered in her ear.
Xyla blushed at his one short sentence, her heart fluttering wildly.
Though he was whispering, Jeremy Quest could clearly hear what he said from the side. Unsure of what to do, he pretended to cough in embarrassment. Stanley immediately regained his seriousness and gave Jeremy a courteous nod. "Dad.”
"Aye, you're back, Stan." Jeremy grinned.
"Yeah," Stanley responded.
"Let's go to my office and have a little chat." Jeremy patted Stanley's back enthusiastically.
Without hesitation, Stanley nodded obediently.
After that, he wrapped his arm around Xyla's waist and followed Jeremy down the stage.
When Stanley stepped off the stage, he subconsciously lowered his head and gently kissed Xyla's forehead.
All the employees felt the most envious at the sight of their intimacy.
"Damn... They're so sweet. Look at that kiss..."
"Am I watching a movie? Oh my gosh!"
"Movie? Dude, the two of them look even better than those actors and actresses."
"I'm so jealous of President Xyla. She's definitely a life winner."
All the female employees could not take their eyes off Stanley and Xyla. Their eyes were full of envy and admiration.
The men in black followed closely behind the three of them.
Nevertheless, they had just moved a few steps when a square gold velvet box escaped from one of their hands and fell to the ground.
All the black-clad men were paralyzed to the spot at once, the menacing aura holding them in a tightening grip.
The tiny box rolled and rolled, all the way to Xyla and Stanley.
Chapter 782
Chapter 782
Finally, it rested beside Xyla Quest's heels.
Out of curiosity, Xyla picked up the velvet box and opened it carefully.
What came into her sight was a delicate black bracelet.
Xyla took a closer look at the beads of the bracelet. She was surprised to find out that they were not ordinary beads but tiny little stones. The stones were dark in color, and their surfaces were polished to a high gloss.
It felt oddly excellent too.
Pure curiosity was reflected in Xyla's eyes. "What's this?"
"Didn't you say that you wanted stars? I couldn't find a nameable asteroid for the time being, so I bought a piece of Martian meteorite for you.
"I made you a bracelet out of the meteorite. You can wear this for fun now, and I'll get you a real star when a new asteroid is discovered." As Stanley Batton explained, he took the bracelet from Xyla and put it around her wrist.
The coolness of the stones flowed through her skin.
Suddenly, that little bracelet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds on her wrist.
Martian meteorite. It was not something any moneybags could get. Its value was beyond imagination.
However, the man managed to buy it and turn it into a bracelet.
"I was just joking. Why did you take it so seriously?" nagged Xyla though her tone remained soft and gentle. Joy sparkled in her eyes, and contentment warmed her from within.
The man in front of her had all the charms of the ideal boyfriend living in her dream.
"It's a joke to you but not to me," Stanley said truthfully before he put his arm around her shoulder and kept on moving.
Likewise, Jeremy continued moving forward while saying, "Xyla, Stan's really nice to you, isn't he? You better treat him better."
Stanley's soft lips stretched into a faint smile. "She's pretty good to me."
The employees who had not left the hall had recorded the whole process of Stanley giving Xyla the meteorite bracelet with their phones.
That bracelet stupefied everyone.
Suddenly, the great architect Matt Leopold crossed Xyla's mind. Xyla immediately turned her head to look for the few of them.
Coincidentally, Matt and the other two architects were walking in her direction. They quickly caught up with her and asked, "Can I have your number? We're going to have lunch together and share our thoughts on design, right?
Xyla took out her business card from her bag and handed it to Matt at once.
Matt accepted the business card cheerfully. "Alright then, we'll see you later..."
Xyla nodded with a smile, then held Stanley's hand and followed her father to the president's office.
There was a lit ambergris incense in the office.
As soon as the three of them set foot into the office, a heavenly fragrance blew across their faces and greeted them, soothing their minds and souls.
On the other hand, Stanley's henchmen were all waiting outside the office obediently. Only the one holding a long case followed them in.
Jeremy motioned the pair to join him at the coffee table in delight.
Stanley glanced indifferently at the black-clad man behind him and took the case from him.
After passing the case to his master, the man gave Stanley a polite nod and left the office.
Later, Stanley handed the long case to Jeremy with both of his hands. "Dad, I got you a present too. Please take a look at this Tang Bohu's artwork."
Happiness bloomed inside Jeremy when he heard his favorite artist's name.
Stanley had told him before that he wanted to give him this painting. The news alone was enough to make him jump for joy. Now that the painting was in his hands, he could hardly contain his excitement anymore.
Without further ado, he opened the case cautiously. He even rubbed his palms on his pants before picking up the painting and unrolling it...
He saw the beautiful landscape painting in the very next second.
A quiet contentment spread through his body. "Thank you, Stan."
"Hope you like it," Stanley said.
"Of course I do... I love it." Jeremy's eyes crinkled at the edges and the corner of his lips curved upward.
Chapter 783
Chapter 783
He had the most filial son-in-law ever, and he could never find a single flaw on him.
After admiring the painting for quite some time, Jeremy Quest carefully rolled it up and placed it back into the case.
Then, he averted his gaze back to Xyla Quest. "Xyla, I wonder who in the family are you most like. You're brilliant. There's nothing in the world that can baffle you, is there?"
"Emily is simply incomparable with you." Once again, Jeremy's face darkened at the mention of his terrible daughter.
Today, Emily Quest's behavior had disparaged the whole family. She really was a spoiled brat!
Xyla smiled bashfully. "Oh, Dad, you flatter me. I was just bored when I was having medical treatment in Country Y, so I decided to learn some new skills."
"That's great. I can rest reassured that you're going to do well even if I retire. The company will definitely have greater success under your guidance." Jeremy had utter confidence in Xyla. "What happened?" Stanley Batton asked.
Jeremy sighed disappointedly and told Stanley the ins and outs of the selection for the theme park's design this morning. Stanley's eyes widened after listening to the story, attentive and brimming with curiosity. "Grandpa taught you designing?" Following that statement, he could not help but hold Xyla's hand tightly and kissed the back of her hand.
A tingling sensation ran over her skin and penetrated her chest as her heart beat faster.
"What are you doing? Dad's here..." Xyla glowered at him with embarrassment.
"Nah, it doesn't matter. As long as you're happy, I'm happy," said Jeremy.
How he wished he could see this lovely couple every single day.
"How many surprises are you planning to give me? Is there anything else I don't know about you?" Stanley asked again. "Well, we'll see..." Xyla's smile gradually widened.
Stanley ran his fingers across her hair while studying her face with his doting eyes.
"I have nothing much to do today. Shall we play chess?" Jeremy turned to Stanley and asked.
"Sure."
Jeremy immediately took out a chess box from one of the drawers and started a game with Stanley.
On the other hand, Xyla watched the two of them from the side.
She was a proficient chess player.
She knew that Stanley was going easy on Jeremy.
However, she did not make any comment and continued to watch the game in silence.
After watching them for a while, she took out her phone and logged onto Weibo to check today's trending list.
Very soon, she found herself on the trending list again.
The first hot topic was #Xyla Quest Is Lily#.
#Stanley Batton Gave Xyla Quest A Martian Meteorite# was right beneath it.
To be frank, her frequent appearance on the trending list had given her a serious headache.
Massaging her forehead helplessly, she tapped the first hot topic and took a look at it.
Once entering the hot topic, she saw a post uploaded by Matt Leopold a few minutes ago: "@XylaQuest, I just found that the legendary architect Lily, who I've adored all through my life, is actually Xyla Quest! It's unbelievable! Xyla is way too secretive."
His post had garnered a lot of attention from the netizens. There were over a million likes, comments, and shares in just a few minutes.
In the comment section below the post, numerous netizens were questioning Matt about how he found out Lily's real identity.
Matt did not reply to any of them, but many people claimed to be the employees of Quest Property Group and helped the netizens to clear their doubts.
They even recounted the entire process of the selection between Xyla and Emily Quest in detail.
No doubt, Emily's misdeed had triggered a wave of criticism once more.
Chapter 784
Chapter 784
"Oh my, Emily Quest, that b*tch. Here she goes again. Is she out of her mind? Stealing Xyla Quest's unwanted design as her original and using it to compete with Xyla... Hahaha..." "You're awesome, Xyla Quest! I can't believe you have such a hidden talent. Love you!"
"Emily Quest is totally no match for Xyla Quest. Does everyone agree with me? Emily, stay away from our little fairy, okay?"
"Ahhhh... Xyla Quest is my life goal! She's both highly attractive and highly intelligent!"
"Can Xyla Quest please make her debut as a celebrity? That's our biggest wish."
After scrolling through the first hot topic for a while, Xyla Quest exited and moved on to the second hot topic.
The first thing that caught her eyes was the scoop on her love life disclosed by an employee from Quest Property Group:
"This morning, at the Quest Property Group's grand hall, I saw Stanley Batton give Xyla Quest a bracelet made of Martian meteorite! Ahhhh! He asked her to wear it 'for fun' now."
"Do you know why he gave her this bracelet? It was simply because Xyla Quest joked that she wanted a star!"
The comment section below that post held a candle to the previous post. It had also exceeded a million likes, comments, and shares.
"What kind of love story is this? Is this what people meant by 'money can buy happiness'?"
"I envy their love life. Sob... Stanley Batton is such a perfect boyfriend."
"While the rich are flaunting their wealth, the poor are starving on the streets. While someone is wasting the valuable meteorite to please his girl, there's somebody who can't even afford his lunch. Won't you try to help the needy if you're so rich? Why do you want to waste your money on the meteorite?"
"What's wrong with you? How can you be so sure that Stanley and Xyla have never done any charity?"
"Ahhhhh... Martian Meteorite! It must've cost an arm and a leg! How dare he say that it's 'for fun'? Is this what it's like to be a rich guy?"
Xyla exited the post and returned to the trending list.
She found that there was another hot topic about Josh Batton on the trending list. #Josh Batton Liked Netizen's Comment# was just right beneath her name as the third hottest topic there and then. Out of curiosity, she tapped on that topic.
A screenshot of Josh liking a netizen's comment popped out on her phone screen.
The netizen in the screenshot had uploaded a comment regarding her design competition with Emily Quest:
"Xyla Quest really is both outstandingly good-looking and remarkably intelligent. She's a beauty of exceptional ability. As for Emily Quest, I have to admit that I died laughing when I found out what happened just now. How could she use Xyla's discarded design to compete with Xyla herself and accuse Xyla of plagiarizing? She's... emmm..."
The famous artist's 'like' had set the comment section on fire.
"I realized that Josh Batton cares about Xyla Quest a lot. Their friendship is sought-after."
"How I hope I can be friends with my beloved idol. @JoshBatton, can you please give me a chance?"
"I think I turn into a little sour lemon almost every day ever since Xyla started to show up on the trending list."
"I've never seen Josh treat anyone with as much care as he has for Xyla. Xyla must be extremely happy."
Seeing that the hot topic was flooded with positive comments, Xyla left the post and continued to browse other news.
It was very peaceful here in the office.
On the contrary, an air of gloom descended over the Quest family's house.
Once Emily reached home, she furiously threw her high heels aside and entered the house without changing into her slippers. Anger surrounded her as she stalked toward the sofa and sank into it. As soon as she sat down, she curled into a ball with her knees to her chest, buried her head in her arms, and started crying miserably.
She was extremely ashamed of herself today.
She did not understand why her luck would be so bad every time she met Xyla.
Noticing her daughter's despair, May Conner immediately walked up to her and sat beside her. She pulled Emily into her arms tenderly and comforted her. "Alright, alright, my good daughter, please stop crying... You're going to break my heart..."
Chapter 785
Chapter 785
The more aggrieved Emily Quest was, the more May Conner hated Xyla Quest.
"But Emily... Didn't you say that you drew the blueprint yourself?" May asked cautiously.
Emily pushed May away at once and glared at her with her red eyes. "Weeks ago, I inadvertently found a sketchbook outside of our house. There were many architectural sketches inside. They looked fantastic to me, so I decided to take it home...
"The sketchbook reminded me of your suggestion. You said that I should use architectural design to win Dad's favor. Therefore, I chose a couple of sketches from the book and made some minor changes to it. They turned out to be pretty good. I thought it wouldn't be a problem to use the original blueprint this time.
"In fact, the main reason I did that was... I wasn't satisfied with my design. In a moment of madness, I persuaded myself to take the easy way out," Emily confessed.
May let out a deep, helpless sigh. "Forget it. It's just plagiarism. What's so big deal about it? I can't believe Xyla would criticize you in front of so many people.
"That little b*tch. She had already won, and the audience cheered for her. Why did she still want to attack you? She could've turned a blind eye to it!
"Yes, you wronged her for plagiarizing in the first place, but did she have to retaliate and worsen the situation? She's such a bastard." As May complained, she could not help gritting her teeth and stomping her foot.
She was so mad that she wanted to rake Xyla's skin and break her bones.
Owing to Xyla, her daughter had to live in her shadow all through her life.
If Xyla had not returned to Country Z, Emily would not have ended up in such a pathetic state.
"Exactly... Xyla is vicious." Emily gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing an appalling warning.
"Nevermind. Xyla's glory would fade sooner or later."
"Isn't that day coming soon?" Speaking of this, the resentment in Emily's eyes was gradually replaced with slyness.
May sneered. "Surely it is... Very soon, she'll be... Hehehe..."
Emily did not say anything else. She pulled out her phone and logged onto Weibo to have a look at today's trending list. The top three hot topics on the trending list had caught her eyes instantaneously.
#Josh Batton Liked Netizen's Comment#
#Xyla Quest Is Lily#
#Josh Batton Gave Xyla Quest A Martian Meteorite#
Questions began to swim in Emily's head when she saw the third hot topic. Without further ado, she tapped to open the post.
In the very next second, all kinds of news regarding the Martian meteorite bracelet Stanley Batton gave Xyla, and the netizens' praises for Xyla popped out on the screen. Every sentence disgusted her, and every single word made her jealous.
It was undeniable that Xyla was even more popular than the actresses nowadays. She was the most outstanding woman amongst the upper class, and this drove Emily nuts.
Smoldering with rage, she straight away exited the post and switched to her beloved idol, Josh Batton's hot topic, hoping to clear her head.
However, as soon as she opened the topic, she saw the screenshot of Josh liking a netizen's comment, and the comment was one that was dissing her. Besides, all the netizens were talking about her design competition with Xyla.
A stream of abuse began to sweep over her screen.
Suddenly, she felt like her world was falling apart.
It was not entirely because of the netizen's abuse, but her beloved idol's 'like' on that particular comment.
Her favorite idol liked a comment dissing her. She wanted to die so badly whenever that cruel thought came across her mind.
It was all because of Xyla, the b*tch!
As long as she was alive, she would never let Xyla live in peace!
Buzz buzz buzz....
Right at that moment, her phone vibrated.
Chapter 786
Chapter 786
A random guy with a Maserati steering wheel as his profile picture sent her an invitation on Messenger. "Shall we get a room tonight?"
Emily Quest opened the message and scrolled through his profile.
There was not a single picture of him on his timeline. Emily could only find some photos of the countries he visited.
There were also a few pictures of his luxury car.
Judging from those pictures, Emily could tell that he was a wealthy man.
"Sure." Emily agreed without hesitation.
She was already thinking of finding someone in the evening as she was in a bad mood today. She hoped that having a date could help her to relax and unwind.
Surprisingly, the wealthy man came to her before she took any action. How could she refuse such a great offer?
Emily immediately typed 'sure' and sent it to the man.
Shortly, the man shared his location with her.
He was at Silver International Hotel.
"See you at 8809 Presidential Suite at 8.00 p.m. I'll be waiting for you here," the man replied.
"Okay." Emily responded as fast as she could. She then sent a text message to Bailey Ronson on WeChat, telling her that she would stay with her mother for a little longer and be home after ten o'clock. There was no reply from Bailey.
"What's going on? Why's my right eyelid twitching all of a sudden?" May Conner lightly rubbed her right eyelid as she complained, "Is something bad about to happen?"
Only then did Emily return her focus to May. "Nah. Why are you acting so superstitious like Dad?"
Once she finished her sentence, her right eyelid started twitching too.
Nonetheless, instead of worrying about it, she shoved her phone aside and took hold of May's hand. "Mom, please stick up for me when Dad comes back later... I'd better go now in case Dad is on his way back. It'd be bad if I bump into him."
May nodded helplessly. "Alright, I know what to do. Don't worry about it."
***
After Xyla Quest, Stanley Batton, Jeremy Quest, Matt Leopold, and the other two architects had lunch together, Jeremy and the other architects decided to leave first.
Stanley led Xyla to the counter to settle the bill before the young couple stalked out of the hotel hand in hand.
The sunlit clouds drifted across the clear blue sky.
A sea of red roses swayed gently in the breeze. The rosy fragrance filled their lungs, keeping their minds refreshed.
"Do you have any plans this afternoon?" Xyla asked.
"Yeah, I do. I'll probably be swamped this afternoon."
"Okay then, I'll leave you to it. Just drop me at my office before you get going," Xyla said.
As she spoke, she took a step in the direction of their car.
However, Stanley pulled her back to his side right away. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Why didn't you ask me about my plan?"
His warm breath brushed her ear. Her heart raced as the tingling sensation ran over her skin.
"So, what's your plan?" Xyla asked.
She raised her head and met the man's alluring features.
"Go home with you."
"And?"
"Sleep."
Before Xyla could even respond, Stanley placed his left arm behind her back and scooped her knees with his other, lifting her from the ground.
As the saying went, the distance made the heart grow fonder. What else could possibly catch his attention other than his attractive wife at this moment?
Grasping the situation, the bodyguards behind Stanley immediately stood in two rows beside the black Bentley Arnage and opened the door of the back seat for the lovebirds.
The spectacular lineup and the lovely gesture between the pair had successfully attracted a lot of attention.
Stanley carried Xyla to the car.
After the two of them got into the car, the bodyguards quickly closed the door for them and headed to their respective cars.
"There must be a bunch of work waiting for you since you just came back..." Xyla subconsciously threw her arms around his neck.
Stanley did not answer her. He pressed the button next to him right away.
A flap soon descended from the roof and separated the driver seat from the rear compartment, dividing them into two completely different worlds.
Chapter 787
Chapter 787
After a lingering kiss, Stanley Batton forced her down and bit her earlobe mischievously. "Tell me... Do you miss me? Hmm?"
It was a blatant lie if she said she did not miss him at all.
Xyla Quest nodded truthfully.
"Which part of you misses me?"
"My heart.
"Stanley Batton!"
Xyla's face grew redder and redder. Luminous rosiness seared through her cheeks, all the way to her ears and neck.
Her heart was about to leap from her throat.
The man above her grinned. He leaned forward and met her lips again, hungry yet passionate.
***
The man refused to let her go even after they reached home.
Xyla slowly rolled over and raised her head, gazing at the man's mesmerizing face. "How's the issue in Country Y? Is everything settled?" she asked.
"Yeah..." the man mumbled while gently stroking her hair. Every bit of him dwelled in great fondness for her.
"That's pretty fast."
"Of course... I want to see you."
Once again, Xyla was deeply touched by him.
Heat rose from her stomach to her chest, flooding her heart and invading all her senses.
***
At eight o'clock in the evening, Emily Quest found herself standing at the door of the presidential suite where she was going to spend the night with the random Messenger guy. She did not immediately knock on the door.
Instead, she pulled out a pocket mirror from her handbag and took a look at herself earnestly, ensuring that her makeup was not messed up.
After making sure that her makeup and hairstyle were perfect, she slowly lifted her hand and knocked on the door.
Emily knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response at all.
Hence, she knocked again.
The door opened this time.
A young man dressed in full black, with a glossy slicked back hair, stood in the doorway.
He had a face that Emily was fond of.
His face was small, his features were delicate, and he looked very young. He was definitely her cup of tea.
On top of that, he had a great body. Emily could tell that he was a sporty man.
Men who often exercised must have excellent physical strength.
Emily grew impatient at the thought of it.
The man scanned Emily up and down, after which he turned away from her and headed back into the room.
Emily immediately followed him into the room and locked the door behind her.
In the next second, she approached the man from the front and flirtatiously threw her arms around his neck. She stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear, "Do you want to take a shower with me?" The man coldly snorted. "You're such a flirt..."
Emily was not angry at all. She thought it was an act of romance. "Is that so? Do you like it?"
"Since you're so open-minded, I bet you know how to strip dance, too, right?"
"Erm... Yeah..."
"Dance for me. Forget about showering. I don't mind you."
In the past, she had encountered similar requests when she had one-night stands with other men.
She had never rejected them.
After all, she enjoyed it.
Hence, she changed her clothes in front of the young man and crawled onto the bed. She slowly stood up and began a seductive and amorous performance.
The was only a plain white mattress on the bed, with no bedspread, quilt, or even pillow.
However, Emily showed zero interest in the empty bed. She did not have time to think about it, either.
Chapter 788
Chapter 788
The man remained expressionless the entire time.
He stood there watching for a while, then sat down on the chair across from the bed and continued watching her performance from a different angle.
When Emily Quest was completely naked, the man slowly rose to his feet and muttered, "Let's have fun in the bathroom..."
Emily nodded and jumped off the bed. She inched closer and grabbed the man's lapel, trying to pull him to the bathroom with her.
However, the man stood still. "Keep going. I'll get something first."
Emily smiled at him as she turned around, taking the lead to enter the bathroom.
Instead of following her, the man secretly picked up the scattered clothes and bag before stalking out of the room.
Though Emily heard a thud from the closing door, she did not find it suspicious as she thought the man was going out to buy some condoms.
She took a shower unwarily.
After the shower, she found that the hotel did not provide them with any towels. She quickly looked around the bathroom, but she failed to find anything in it, not even a bathrobe. Frowning in exasperation, she returned to the room in her slippers, intending to look for a bathrobe from the closet.
However, her jaw dropped when she saw the empty room.
Her clothes and her bag were all gone.
She had spent countless nights at the hotel through these years, but this was her first time encountering such an absurd situation.
She finally realized that she had met a fraud tonight.
Maybe the man had recorded her strip dance just now!
This guy had a lot of guts!
Panic and terror gradually overtook Emily.
Nevertheless, she had no better choice right now than to accept the short end of the stick.
After all, she was the one at a disadvantage if this matter was exposed.
The only thing she could do right now was to pray that the man was just trying to blackmail her with the video and not for other purposes.
If it were not for the sake of money, she would be in big trouble.
Though she hated to admit it, her intuition told her that the man was trying to prank her rather than blackmail her.
Otherwise, he would not have taken away all her clothes and bags. He did not even leave any pillow, bedspread, and quilt for her.
The man wanted her to be stuck in the room naked, rendering her helpless.
She could not imagine what kind of consequences she had to face if the video was exposed to the public.
Today was undoubtedly her unlucky day. Emily felt like she was going to collapse at any second.
The more she pondered about all the terrible things happening to her today, the more irritated she was.
"АННН!!!"
She screamed in frustration and stomped her foot furiously.
Subsequently, she searched the room frantically to look for the hidden camera.
However, her effort was in vain.
Even if she failed to find it, she was sure that the man had taken a video of her strip dance just now.
If the camera was not in the room, then it must be on the man himself.
Anger thrummed through the veins as she thought about it.
Taking a deep breath, she headed to the bed and knelt in front of the landline, trying to call the branded boutiques where she usually went shopping and ask them to send her some clothes. She had to get out of here first, no matter what.
Nonetheless, when she picked up the phone, she realized that the wire had been cut.
This meant that stepping out of the room with her naked body was the only way for her to look for help.
The man was incredibly evil!
Holding back her anger, she opened the closet with a last ray of hope, praying that she could at least get a bathrobe from there.
Sadly, disappointment awaited her. The closet was empty. There was not a sign of hanger inside there, not to mention the bathrobe.
The man had taken away everything that could cover her body. Emily really did not know what to do.
She could not help wondering if Xyla Quest was behind this.
However, she changed her mind after pondering for a few seconds.
Xyla was clueless about her sexual addiction.
Nevertheless, who would it be if it was not Xyla?
What did that person want from her?
Chapter 789
Chapter 789
"Ahhh!!! I'm so pissed!" Emily Quest broke down.
She should not have accepted the man's invitation in the first place. Regret sat in her stomach, drowning her in dread.
***
There were a few cars at the hotel's underground parking lot.
The darkness around them was absolute, and the silence was oppressive.
In the black Rolls-Royce limousine, Christopher Lancelot was languidly sitting on the back seat of the car with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
He was wearing a white dress shirt and a pair of black trousers.
The first three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, revealing his imposing chest muscle.
The daunting aura exuded by him was intensified in the darkness.
There were two rows of black-clad men standing beside the car. The lineup was formidable.
The people who passed by the parking lot could hardly stop to turn and look at them.
Suddenly, the car door was opened. A young man with the glossy slicked back hair hung his head respectfully. "Master Lancelot, the video is right here. What should I do next?"
"Send it to her husband, and tell him where she is now." Christopher snorted.
"Yes, sir!" The young man gave him a courteous nod again. "I've thrown away Emily's clothes, bag, shoes, towels, bathrobes, and bedsheets as you ordered. I've also cut the wire of the landline. Emily can never get out of the room."
Christopher sneered, then looked at Tucker in the driver's seat. "Let's go."
Hearing the order, the young man immediately closed the car door for him.
Tucker soon started the car.
As Christopher's subordinate, Tucker was his closest right-hand man. However, Tucker had a strange feeling that he was not the same Master Lancelot he knew anymore.
Christopher had been acting like a hero without a cape recently.
He was always secretly protecting Xyla Quest.
Today, the people he sent to protect Xyla in secret reported to him that Xyla was bullied by Emily during the selection of the theme park's design. Without hesitation, he had ordered the young man to set a trap for Emily, saying that he wanted Emily to pay the price for it.
Tucker stole a glance at Master Lancelot through the rear-view mirror. He had a thoughtful look on his face, yet he did not dare to make a sound.
He did not dare to think what his master would do if Emily had done something even more outrageous this morning.
Perhaps Emily would have disappeared off the face of the earth.
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Meanwhile, Emily was pacing up and down the room anxiously. She could not describe how helpless she felt.
Suddenly, the image of curtains flashed across her mind.
She quickly turned to the window.
Only then did she notice that the curtains in the room were not made of cloth. They were all automatic blinds curtains!
There was not a single piece of cloth in the entire room!
Was she going to stay here for the rest of her life?
She had been in the room for an hour now.
However, she failed to come up with any solution to get out of here.
Knock knock knock...
Right at that time, somebody knocked on the door.
Emily instantly rushed to the door.
She peeked through the cat's eyes and found Tom Sullivan standing in front of the door...
Outside the room, Tom was wearing a white shirt and black pants. He was well-dressed.
Inside the room, Emily was completely naked, looking battered and exhausted.
Once again, Emily's brain exploded.
Tom Sullivan!
Why was he here?
Was this what the young man was planning to do?
Was he trying to let Tom catch her in the act?
Oh my god...
What the hell was she supposed to do now? What else could she do?
Emily rooted to the spot, hardly daring to breathe...
Chapter 790
Chapter 790
Getting no response from Emily Quest, Tom Sullivan pulled out the room's key card from his pocket.
He placed it on the door lock and opened the door without hesitation.
The door slowly opened.
Emily's heart was in her throat.
In the very next second, her naked body came into Tom's view.
Pure disgust was all that was in his mind at that instant.
Without love, there was nothing about her that could affect his emotion. He did not even care about what she did just now.
The disgust in his eyes only intensified with each second he looked at her.
Just how did he find this slut attractive in the past?
His heartless gaze pierced through Emily's heart as though it was a sharp blade. Agony ripped through her skin, threatening to take her life away.
"I heard that you got a room with someone and did some strip dances. I'm here to check it out and, by the by, put my cards on the table." Tom remained as cold as ever.
Upon hearing that, Emily was completely panicked. Like a crazy woman, she dragged Tom into the room, locked the door, and used her whole body to block the door to prevent Tom from running away. "Brother Sullivan... You... It's not what you think..."
"It's not what I think? Tell me what this is all about then."
As Tom spoke, he calmly took out his phone from his pocket and showed Emily the video of her lecherous strip dance.
When Emily was dancing to the man just now, she was not shy at all. Now that she saw the video, she could not help feeling ashamed of herself.
The thought of Tom watching this sickening video tore Emily apart. Oh, how she hoped that she could bury herself under the ground right now.
It was all over for her.
However, what upset her the most was Tom's attitude.
She could not sense the slightest sadness or disappointment from the man. She could only see his utter disgust in his eyes.
He really did not care about her having an affair...
"Brother Sullivan... I... I was drugged. I was framed. Seriously. Please believe me..." She clutched Tom's hand and pleaded desperately. Before she could even finish her sentence, Tom flung her hand away in disgust and pushed her to the ground with his other hand.
After that, he took out a contract folded into a small rectangle from his suit's inner pocket.
He then threw the contract right at her face. "I promised your family that I would not divorce you for the time being. I take that back now. A filthy woman like you doesn't deserve to stay in my family! You better sign this contract as soon as possible."
Today was full of suffering. Emily could no longer stand the grief within her.
She picked up the document and got to her feet. To her distress, she tore the contact into pieces and threw it into the air.
The paper scraps poured down the room like snowflakes, resting upon their heads, shoulders, and feet.
"I don't want a divorce. I don't want to! Somebody is trying to set me up..."
"Is that so?"
Following that statement, Tom played a recording on his phone.
Emily's conversation with the young man was perfectly recorded, and this included the part where the young man requested a strip dance from her.
Subsequently, Tom opened his gallery and dug out countless screenshots of her flirting with some random guys on Messenger. He showed them to Emily one by one.
Emily trembled at those screenshots, her vision blurred.
Who did this? Who the hell was so vicious? Was the video not enough? Why did he show Tom those conversations?
This guy was trying to ruin her life!