Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Xyla Quest glanced coldly at the two of them. Hand in hand and without warning, Xyla and Stanley Batton strode across the room and sat beside Jeremy Quest cheerfully. "Sorry Daddy, we're late. We got stuck in the traffic."

Xyla was sitting next to Jeremy while Stanley was next to Tom Sullivan.

"No worries, Xyla... We have just gotten here too," May Conner responded with a friendly smile.

Likewise, Xyla returned her a polite smile.

"Are you feeling better now?" May asked again.

"Yeah," Xyla answered indifferently and showed no interest in continuing the conversation.

"Waiter, the food can be served now." Jeremy Quest casually waved at the waiter who was standing right beside their table. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Though it seemed as if the waiter had just left, the dishes were prepared quickly, and their orders arrived in no time. It was a feast, indeed. There were various arrays of food on the table, ranging from seafood to all kinds of meat and vegetables. When all the eighteen dishes had been served, the big round table had barely any space left uncovered by food.

After the last dish had been placed on the table, Jeremy put the candles on Xyla's cake and lit them up.

Everyone began to sing the birthday song in unison for Xyla.

Then, Xyla made a wish in front of the cake before she blew out the candles.

song. She was clearly in a good mood

sat down and joined

night, Tom could not stop

much more beautiful, and so was her

was sitting right beside him, was the stinkiest rock in

more he regretted the decision

Xyla could become so stunning, he would never have been seduced

on the food. From time to time, she would reach over with her chopstick to help refill Jeremy's and Stanley's bowls, paying no attention to Tom at

was still holding her hand under the

Xyla, who was thriving at the moment. Hatred and resentment pulsed through her veins as if they would consume her if

a delighted expression etched on his face. "Xyla, Stan, it seems like the two of you are getting closer

then turned to meet Xyla's eyes, where the lovebirds

baby? I'd love to have a

Xyla to decide whether or not to have children,"

very comfortable with his

Jeremy. "To be honest, I hope to concentrate on my career for now. I don't want to