"Are you sure you're not going to tell Xyla about it?" Ron Batton asked.

"Please don't let her know," Stanley Batton mumbled.

Ron managed a curt nod, then patted Stanley's shoulder.

***

Meanwhile, something unusual was about to happen at the Sullivan family's house.

Emily Quest was sitting in front of the dressing table, earnestly applying her favorite lipstick.

Her lips were bright red, matching very well with her heavy makeup and her black straight hair. She looked demonically flirtatious in that red, short silk halter dress.

Knock knock knock...

Someone was knocking at the door.

Smirking, Emily casually wiped the overdrawn lipstick off the corner of her lips and stole a glance at the door through the mirror. "Come in..."

Soon, the door was pushed open.

soon as he saw her. He plodded on with a gloomy

the door,"

before returning to the

closed, Emily lunged forward and threw her arms around his neck.

disgust. He pulled out a wet disinfectant tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped his hands. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

hatred of her from

Or was she some kind

need to disinfect himself at

a serene and calm aura on her exterior mostly, she felt like a terrible storm was brewing inside her. "So... I want you

going to tell Mom and Dad about what you did. I shall find

Tom chided

A smug

fear of women after the treatment and could normally

dare think

go down and tell

Emily spoke, she bumped him with her elbow

threw her to the ground

her veins, blurring her

she recollected herself in

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