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.

you mustn't be soft-hearted, okay?" Jeremy lowered his voice and reminded the two of them in earnest.

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

leaving her father's embrace, she lifted her head and fixed her gaze on his face. "Dad, how many times

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

not talk about it anymore. Stan, do you want to

pleasure," Stanley accepted his offer without

chess box from the drawer and placed it on the coffee

that moment, the main door was opened from the

Ronson's hand and walked

down the whole time; her face was as dejected

who was following closely behind Emily, dropped her head as she entered the house too. Though the wounds on her face and neck

Xyla's and Stanley's

smile as she looked at the three

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