"Get up. I can go there and sit if you do..." Tom Sullivan said.

"Carry me there..." Emily Quest said.

Tom frowned helplessly before carrying Emily over to the chair and sat her down.

After that, he sat down on the other side of the table.

For Tom, a day like this was complete torture.

Sometimes, he wished he could kill Emily for being the b*tch she was.

Next door, Xyla Quest and the others were still having a good time, and they were talking and laughing all the way...

Ron Batton carefully placed a piece of plum-braised pork rib on Xyla's plate. "Don't you like plum-braised pork ribs? Have a little more," he said.

Xyla leaned gently against Stanley Batton as she smiled at Ron. "Thank you, Grandpa..." She said.

Ron looked at Stanley and said with

onto Xyla's shoulder with one hand. His

asked your father to amend his

will?" A look of surprise appeared

been changed such that... If you ever do Xyla wrong, everything you were supposed to inherit from your father after he passes away, including the company and some properties,

shocked to

the Batton family would do something like this for her, and she felt deeply touched at this moment. "Okay... I'm fine with that," Stanley said as he continued to hold Xyla. He didn't show any expression in his eyes.

a good thing to keep you insured." Ron smiled before placing another piece of plum-braised pork rib on Xyla's plate. “Eat some

me?" Xyla's eyes began

and I think of you as my biological

exhibition tomorrow... Will you come with me if you are free?" Ron changed

***

discussing something important about the

room, she excused herself. She took the elevator on her own to get to the garden on

garden in an

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