Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

An unknown flame surged through Xyla Quest's heart immediately. Her face which initially had a smile on it froze at that moment.

She quickened her footsteps at that instant and stared at that woman with cold eyes.

"I have no interest in plastic girls and easy girls..." Stanley Batton coldly replied. He had never even laid his eyes on the girl. His dashing eyebrows were squeezed together and he was not even trying to hide his disgust towards her.

"What? Easy girl?" The girl got so angry, even her face turned green.

"Who else could it be? Miss easy girl, you took my seat." Xyla stood in front of her and squinted at her from above. Her eyes were filled with indifference.

Stanley's calm gaze laid onto Xyla's countenance. The corners of his lips curved into an arc which looked like a smile yet it wasn't.

The girl frowned unhappily and stood up right away. She looked at Stanley angrily before looking at Xyla and said, "You... you two went too far."

"If you have the nerve to seduce someone else's husband, don't ever complain to others for being too undue while talking to you..." Xyla snorted coldly.

"What? Your husband?" The girl was shocked and her aura decreased by a few degrees.

"Yes, do you have any opinions?" Xyla asked her back.

The girl grabbed her bag immediately and prepared to leave.

straightaway. She reached out her hand and tapped on her shoulder gently. "Little girl, if you really want to successfully hit on a man, change to a better perfume. Don't use something tha smells so much

like a prostitute?" The girl got so

directly pushed her away. She sat right in front of the man in a poised manner and once again took out her little mirror to check on her

by Xyla. She straightaway reached out her hand and

reflection on the mirror, Xyla coincidentally saw

the

this time, all eyes in the

saw the situation clearly, started whispering, and they were accusing the

her eyes and the corners

girl stomped her foot angrily and ran off right away with a tail between her

the mirror back into her handbag unhappily. She could not help but

destroyed by the unpleasant

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to tremble as if her heart just skipped a beat. She tried her best to remain calm while

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