Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

The lovebirds shared the same straw and drank the same cup of bubble milk tea in full view of the crowd. All the employees at the entrance cringed at the intimacy between the two of them. "I thought our President doesn't like sweet drinks?"

"I thought so too. I've never seen our President drink bubble milk tea."

"Oh gosh, I'm going to die... They're too sweet. I feel so jealous of looking at them."

Whisper and exclamation rounded the employees as they walked into the building.

With the crowd's attention, Stanley Batton held Xyla Quest's hand and led her into his company.

"Are you sure you don't want it anymore?" He peeked at the nearly finished bubble milk tea in his hand and asked Xyla.

"Yes," Xyla said.

The two of them held hands all the way to the exclusive elevator used by Stanley.

He threw the empty cup into the trash can beside the elevator before entering the elevator with Xyla.

After the elevator door clicked shut behind them, Stanley abruptly stretched out his long arm and pulled Xyla into his embrace.

Xyla tilted her head up and found herself looking at his perfect jawline. "What are you doing? There're surveillance cameras in the elevator. Why can't you just be normal?"

her hair repeatedly. His

warning, he gripped her legs

waist and swung her arms around his neck, pressing their chests together. "What

blood boiling in her veins. "Stanley Batton...

arms. His grin

don't care." Xyla struggled. "Put me down, please. What are we even doing here

statement, she caught a glimpse of

This was so embarrassing!

in the security room

whatever I want in

as Stanley finished his sentence, they had reached the

elevator doors gradually

of letting Xyla go. He carried her all the way to his office without

when she

thought she was hallucinating

fixed her gaze upon their receding back again. "Is that our President? Would he do something like

apathetic president that

putting Xyla down on the sofa. His movement was light and gentle as if he was handling a valuable antique or a priceless treasure. He then placed both of his hands on the sofa's backrest, circling Xyla in his arms. "Be a good girl while your hubby goes to make money,

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a mess due to the

gaped at