Which blueprint would Emily Quest steal from the ones Xyla Quest threw away?

Xyla was really looking forward to finding out.

"Beep, beep, beep..." Right then, Xyla's phone started ringing.

When she saw it was a WeChat video call from Stanley Batton, she immediately smiled. Xyla got up and walked over to the french window before answering the call. Very soon, Stanley's face appeared on the phone screen.

He was wearing a well-ironed white shirt. His hair was airy and volumized, and it seemed he had only just washed it. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Without any wax on his hair, it seemed naturally curvy.

Since this hairstyle covered his fierce-looking brows, it made Stanley appear less intimidating.

"Honey, isn't it ten o'clock at night where you are? Why aren't you asleep yet?" Xyla asked.

"Hmm. I wanted to check on you before I sleep,” Stanley said, smiling.

When Xyla heard that, she immediately started laughing. "Well, you have done it now. Go to bed. I'm at my father's place."

"Hmm... Do you miss me?" Stanley asked.

There are guests here. Be careful with what you say..." Xyla reminded him for fear that he might say something inappropriate. "Okay...

the phone over to

he waved passionately at him. "Hey, Stan... How

have you been for the past few

things been going smoothly for

much so..." Stanley

care of yourself. Don't exhaust

yourself too, Dad." Stanley was behaving like the perfect son-in-law when

a new painting by a famous artist. I'll bring it

heard this,

his precious art piece away from before, Jeremy constantly felt

like it, but he hadn't been able

architectural designers who overheard this conversation were

this how a rich person's

expensive

started feeling envious

kind."

you pass the phone back to

returned the

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