"I'm jealous of your husband." As Christopher Lancelot spoke, he pulled out a business card from his pocket and shoved it in Xyla Quest's hand.

There was nothing else but his name and contact number on the business card.

"Feel free to call me whenever you encounter a problem in the future... No matter what problem it is, I'll be able to help you," he added.

Xyla's mouth fell open upon hearing his kind offer.

If somebody else had told her this, Xyla would definitely have thought they were bragging. However, she felt reassured when the promise came out of his mouth. "What exactly do you do for a living?" Xyla asked.

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The enemies and the glory he mentioned earlier seemed related to a gangster's life, were they not?

"It doesn't matter..."

Boooom!

Suddenly, the cabin door was kicked open.

murderous aura poured into the room, leaving

the door. His face darkened

the door, goosebumps

appeared and came into her sight. It was Stanley

front of the rest. He was dressed all in black, looking just like Hades walking out of the hell, ready to take lives with

them, Christopher's men were all lying unconsciously along the

flashed in Christopher's eyes the moment he saw Stanley.

him. His eyes seemed to burn. Without paying any heed to him, Stanley ran across the cabin to Xyla and clasped her shoulders nervously. "Are you okay? Did he

was a weight off his mind, knowing she was safe

a little surprised at Christopher's

the two of them know each

he knew, he was overwhelmed by fear, and he could feel a chill

had really done something to her just now, Stanley

are you here?" Stanley glowered at Christopher

didn't touch her at all. Speaking of which, how did you get in

paused, and his face was

He proceeded to princess-carry Xyla

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