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.

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during the party today. After going home, my father yelled at

help but laugh a

annoying. If you were a little more likeable, would I have needed to do so?" Mary

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

quite understand why

second, Mary raised her other hand

Xyla agilely grabbed Mary's other hand and pressed her

left hand to grab both of Mary's wrists, Xyla freed her right hand that she now used

Xyla's palm slapped against Mary's face, leaving red markings behind while the

screamed as if she was losing 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.

no use struggling, Mary could only yell angrily. "Xyla Quest! How dare you hit me? You... You... That's