Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Coincidentally, Bailey Ronson walked past the few of them with a glass of wine in her hand in the middle of their conversation. When she heard Jeremy Quest's words, she approached May Conner from behind without hesitation. She held onto the wine glass, which she was still drinking from, while her other was placed on May's shoulder as she smiled at Jeremy. "What's going on? Is Stan going to sing on the stage later? Can Stan sing?"

May immediately picked up the conversation and turned to Bailey. "Of course. Xyla has said that our Stan can sing really well."

However, Bailey shook her head in disdain. "I don't believe it..."

May insisted, "Don't you believe Xyla too? Xyla has said that our Stan sings much better than professional singers."

Bailey japed, "Well, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Stan is her husband, no doubt she'll think that he's a good singer. Professional singers are trained for years. Ordinary people are no match for professional singers anyway."

"How would you know?"

"What's the point of arguing here? We'll find out if Stan comes on stage and sings for us later."

"Unfortunately, it's not a great idea to interrupt today's performances. I'll make sure Stan sings for you next time."

"No no no... It's such a good opportunity today. Why don't we just make it today? Doesn't Stan want to contribute to the charity works? Or does Stan not have the guts to perform on the stage as he's afraid of embarrassing himself because he can't sing?"

that statement, Bailey's gaze slowly landed

he, an amateur, would sing

fool out of himself on the stage today, it would be a great

to be exposed, she would

the two echo each other. All he did was

irritated by Bailey's provocation. He frowned and hissed in response, "That's enough. Go back to your seat and enjoy the performance." Bailey's annoying grin did not falter despite his apparent disinterest. "Look at you, President Quest. Why are you getting mad now? I'm just curious about Stan's voice, am I not?" Xyla tilted her body toward Stanley and whispered, "Just ignore the two of them

Stanley glimpsed at the Chinese zither placed at the corner of the stage and asked, "Do you want me to

a real slap in the face if your performance is

Who was he?

young master of

him to sing for this bunch

Xyla. "Anything you want me to

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