As Xyla Quest stood in front of the auction house's entrance, she turned around to look at Christopher Lancelot. "Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, I'd be dead now... And thanks for

interrogating that woman for me..." she said.

"Don't worry about it. You don't have to get involved with the rest of it. I'll take care of everything for you," Christopher said with a smile.

Xyla knew he would take care of everything.

"Okay. In that case, we'll be leaving now. There's still a lot to be done," Xyla said and nodded.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Christopher asked.

"Not really," Xyla said.

"Alright. We'll part ways then," Christopher said.

"Once again, thank you, Mr. Lancelot," Jeremy Quest said to Christopher with a look of gratitude.

"It's nothing. Alright, you'd best be going now..." Christopher shrugged nonchalantly as he spoke.

at him before holding Jeremy's hand and getting into their

also quickly

turned on the engine and

bodyguards followed closely

her entourage disappeared completely from his sight. Only then did he reluctantly turn to look at his subordinates, who were standing behind him. "Let's

escorted him to his black Aston

behind him, the men turned to

seen Master Lancelot treating a woman this

different from the others." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet

no idea, but Master Lancelot treats her in this way mainly because

Xyla and Jeremy to a piece of land Jeremy had bought in

next to the ocean, and it was a huge

whether a theme park or a resort was built on this land, it

ocean breeze was very

the ocean made Xyla feel very

was significantly better than the air in the

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