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.

way, if your 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

me since last night, hoping that I'll help her to plead you guys. How is that possible? She's trying to mess with Stanley Batton's wife, Jeremy Quest's daughter! She has to pay the price for bullying our princess," Jeremy

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

about it?" Questions were swimming in Jeremy's head. Was this not what

let's not talk about it anymore. Stan, do you want to play chess with

accepted his

out a chess box from the drawer and placed

moment, the main door was opened

held Bailey Ronson's hand and walked into

down the whole time;

neck had

Xyla's and Stanley's

a smile as she looked at

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