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.

and was about to slap Xyla

the attack and grabbed her by the wrist. "Mary Sullivan, don't go too far," Xyla

After going home,

but laugh a little. "Wasn't

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

saw her acting this way, the anger she had been suppressing since May's birthday party came to the

understand why psychotic people

her other hand and prepared to slap

other hand and pressed her against the engine cover of the

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

leaving red markings

directly. Despite her

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255