Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

What was Mary Sullivan's problem? Wasn't it enough for her to text Xyla Quest and yell at her?

Was Mary actually waiting for Xyla in front of her house?

Xyla's good mood instantly went away. Her good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly while the calm expression on her face also disappeared.

Speeding up, Xyla drove her red Maserati all the way over to the pink Lamborghini and stopped next to it.

Very soon, Mary got out from the Lamborghini.

She was wearing a revealing, red crop-top sweater, and she looked like a proud black swan under the night sky.

After walking directly over to the Maserati, she forcefully smacked its engine cover. "Xyla Quest, get your ass out here!"

Xyla frowned yet again before getting out of the car and approaching Mary.

raised her hand and was about to

do so, Xyla swiftly dodged the attack and grabbed her by the wrist. "Mary Sullivan, don't go too far," Xyla warned. sᴇaʀᴄh

far? Who went too far, exactly? Because of you, I was thoroughly embarrassed during the party today. After going home, my father yelled at me like a mad person," Mary shouted angrily, the veins

but laugh a little. "Wasn't

because you're so annoying. If you were a little more likeable, would I have needed to do so?" Mary said as if she was fully convinced of her

this way, the anger she had been suppressing since May's

understand why psychotic

other hand and prepared

agilely grabbed Mary's other hand and pressed her against the

freed her right hand that she

slapped against Mary's face, leaving red

her mind. She couldn't believe Xyla actually came up to her and slapped her directly. Despite her struggle, Mary could not do anything to stop Xyla. The difference

"Xyla Quest! How dare you hit me? You... You... That's a lot