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.

was about to slap Xyla

swiftly dodged the attack and grabbed her by the wrist. "Mary Sullivan, don't go too far," Xyla warned. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

After going home, my father yelled at me like a mad person,"

couldn't help but laugh a little.

that to you because you're so annoying. If you were a little more likeable, would I have

had been suppressing since May's birthday party came

understand why psychotic people like Mary

her other hand and prepared to slap Xyla on her

other hand and pressed her against the engine

Mary's wrists, Xyla freed

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

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

yell angrily. "Xyla Quest!

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