Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Xyla Quest's speech won a round of applause from the crowd.

Everyone was looking at her with admiration and approval in their eyes.

Especially Rebecca Robin, who was literally on the verge of becoming Xyla's fan. She could not take her eyes off Xyla. She had never imagined that Xyla would be so knowledgeable about this field at such a young age.

Not only did she clearly explain the origin of the silver censer, she even managed to recall the sad, beautiful love story behind it.

Xyla calmly sat down in the midst of the applause. Her eyes landed on Mary Sullivan as nothing had happened.

Mary was about to explode with anger at this moment so she totally did not notice Xyla was looking at her. She was just staring at the silver censer on the auction stage with a gloomy dark face.

Her intention of passing the question to Xyla was to make a fool out of her. Little did she know, not only did she fail to embarrass Xyla in front of everyone but she had also thrusted her into the limelight.

And it was in front of so many dignitaries! What was going on with Xyla? Why was she so into antiques all of a sudden?

Did she not use to be uninterested in antiques at all? Why was she turning into a completely different person now? Mary felt like her face was being slapped by Xyla once again, and her face was almost smashed and mushy. When she thought of this, the rage in her heart began to rise and blood red color seared through her face.

The change in Mary's expression was perfectly captured by Xyla. She was in a really good mood just by looking at her.

to continue tangling with Xyla on an occasion like this. Thus, she returned her

at Mary coldly and she did not pay any more attention to her

there, not only is she as gorgeous as a flower, but she's also very insightful

but most importantly she does know a lot at such a young age..."

and gentlemen in the hall

to receive so many praises

it, causing her eardrums hidden deep inside to sting and ache like crazy upon falling into her ears. Apart from that, Mary's hands had clenched tightly into fists under the

delicate gift prepared by our auction

as soon as the beautiful auctioneer

all the way up to seven and

censer hit this high price, there were only a number

raise her auction paddle.

next to her raised

paddle again. "Eight