Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Stanley Batton, who was sitting next to them, was touched by their conservation too.

"Dad, you're the best." Xyla Quest hugged Jeremy Quest's arm tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Silly kid, why are you crying?"

"I'm touched."

"Look at you crying like a baby. How old are you, huh?"

"No matter how old I am, I'm forever a little kid to you. This is what you've been telling me all the time. Therefore, I can always cry in front of you." As Xyla spoke, she wiped the tears streaming down her cheeks inadvertently.

Shaking his head helplessly, Jeremy turned to look at Stanley. "Look, Stan, my daughter hasn't grown up yet. She's still acting like a child."

Tenderness was written all over Stanley's face as he stroked Xyla's hair. "As long as we're by her side, she can always be a child for the rest of her life."

Jeremy nodded in agreement.

aunt ever bothers you or begs you to forgive the Sullivans, you mustn't be soft-hearted, okay?" Jeremy lowered his voice and reminded the two of them in earnest. "Got it," responded

How is that possible? She's trying to mess with Stanley Batton's wife, Jeremy Quest's daughter! She has

warmed. Reluctantly leaving her father's embrace, she lifted her head and fixed her gaze on his

touching about it?" Questions were swimming in Jeremy's head. Was this

do you want to play chess with

Stanley accepted

his answer, Jeremy quickly took out a chess box from the drawer

moment, the main door

hand and walked into the house in the

head down the whole time; her face

head as she entered the house too. Though the wounds on her face and neck had already formed scabs,

Stanley's face darkened

forced a smile as she looked at the three