When the door flung open, George Clementine bore an extremely worried face as her hands grasped Xyla Quest's shoulder. "President Xyla, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll sleep over at your house tonight." Xyla said with a deep, depressed sigh.

She did not want to go back to their house tonight.

Georgie realized that she must have gotten herself into a difficult or complicated situation from the expression on her face. Immediately, she caught up with Xyla and pulled her to the sofa, sitting down together with her. "What's the matter? Did you have a fight with Five Batton?"

Upon hearing the name 'Five Batton', Xyla could not help but sneer bitterly. "Five Batton? Pfft... Just call him Stanley Batton from now on."

The initial worry on Georgie's face was replaced by shock. "What do you mean?"

"He's Stanley Batton... My husband."

Georgie was struck dumb by her words, her eyes out on stalks as she gaped at Xyla's face. "What? He's your mysterious husband that you never met? Stanley Batton? Why did he hide it from you if he's that man himself?"

Xyla's response. She leaned against the sofa and lamented, "How do I know? He must have his

by exhaustion, she plopped herself down on

flat, weary tone, her mind was still in a mess. "I couldn't stop thinking about it when I was on my way here. I don't think that Master was

matter how hard she thought about the matter, this seemed to be the

he hide it from his family?" "And

Is there some ulterior motive behind everything he did?" The frustration and perplexity in her heart were only amplified

as Xyla. While she was flicking the side of her

to find a reasonable excuse

everything with an intention,

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all this while. Nevertheless, it would be a different story if he

had told her, Stanley's acting skills were

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