Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"No..." Stanley Batton said before hugging Xyla Quest tightly, and the two engaged in a passionate exchange.

After a long while, Stanley finally let go of Xyla and carried her into the bathroom to get themselves cleaned up.

Once they were done, Stanley chirpily headed downstairs to make breakfast.

Meanwhile, Xyla dragged her exhausted body over to the dressing table and sat in front of it.

When she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she noticed the red markings all over her body. A sense of devastation filled her.

Xyla realized there was a lot of covering up to do.

After a long, frustrated sigh, she poured a little bit of toner onto her hands and patted it against her face.

Beep, beep, beep...

Right then, her phone began to ring on the bed.

Xyla immediately stood up and continued to pat her face while she walked over to the bed to pick up her phone.

When she saw that the call was from her father, she smiled gently. She answered the call before returning to the dressing table. "Father..."

come home with Stan for lunch? I've got a lot of questions to ask both of you." Jeremy Quest had spoken in a very straightforward manner, but his tone was as gentle as usual. "I'll have to ask if he is

"Okay," Jeremy said.

Xyla continued to apply skincare products on her face and foundation while she

hour of hard work, she proceeded to put on some

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only disappeared after several layers of

the closet to get changed into a professional-looking, black-and-white dress. After that, she headed downstairs and

finished preparing breakfast

called and asked us to have lunch back at

make time even if I'm busy. It's an invitation from my father-in-law, after all." Stanley chuckled before placing a fork and knife on the plate of sunny-side-ups in front of her. He then sat down. "In that case, I'll let my father know that we'll be heading over at

"Alright," Stanley said.

heading over at noon. After that, she picked up her fork and knife and started to eat the delicious breakfast

Ding-dong... Ding-dong....

Ding-dong... Ding-dong...

of the doorbell ringing interrupted the peace and warmth in the

and was about to

and stopped her. "I'll

to the surveillance monitor by

was