Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Yeap. I've loved it since I was a child. When I traveled to Country F last time, I came across a really beautiful town there. All the streets in that town were planted with red roses on both sides. Oh, it was simply enchanting. How I hope we can do the same in Atlantis," Xyla Quest replied in a low murmur.

"Hmm..." Stanley Batton said, "Maybe your dream will come true one day."

Xyla did not respond anymore. She snuggled in the man's arms and quietly fell asleep.

The next morning, the lovebirds were both awakened by the noises of a vibrating phone.

Xyla reached for her phone on the bedside table in a daze. Noticing that it was not her phone vibrating, she dropped her phone and wrapped the blanket around herself, going back to sleep.

On the other hand, Stanley immediately grabbed his phone and stalked out to the balcony, lowering his voice as he answered the call. "Any updates, Zack?"

"I found out that Bailey Ronson had been calling a random number quite frequently before she tracked down Henry. After careful investigation, we discovered that the number belongs to a hacker called Dex Reagan.

"Besides, there were some call records between this hacker and Emily Quest..." Zack Cassidy continued.

"A few days before Bailey contacted Dex Reagan, this guy already had a couple of calls with Emily. Most importantly, I found out that he had invaded our country's registry database several times to trace your information..." Zack added, "Some of us have gone to find Dex now."

news,

whole incident has turned out as you predicted. It's more

it..." Stanley directly hung up his

moment, Xyla

"Who called you?" The man strode across the room and sat down beside her. "The matter about Bailey uncovering me seems

of surprise within Xyla. She had long suspected that Emily was involved

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his recountal, Xyla pondered for a few seconds before mumbling, "So... Emily was trying to

Reagan, remind Zack to interrogate him properly. Let's not jump to the conclusion for

worries. He knows what

clock and said, "Let's wash up

"Anything."

headed

Stanley followed closely behind.