"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.

talk to you about, Stan..." Ron looked

one hand. His fingertip rubbed against her

your father to amend his

his will?" A look of surprise appeared

father after he passes away, including the company and some properties, will all belong to Xyla..."

shocked to hear

he continued to hold Xyla. He didn't show any expression in his eyes. "Grandpa... You

thing to keep you insured." Ron smiled before placing another piece of plum-braised pork rib

me?" Xyla's eyes

I think of you as my biological

talk about this. Let's talk about something else. Xyla, I'm going to a sculpture art exhibition tomorrow... Will you come

***

discussing something important about

a little bored in the room, she excused herself. She

like a garden in an emperor's palace.

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