The car headlights went out.

Everything became clear again.

As soon as Xyla Quest lifted her head, Stanley Batton's black Bentley Arnage came into her view. His car was right in front of her.

She saw that Stanley was sitting in the passenger seat with a gloomy face through the transparent windscreen, glaring coldly at her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Stanley got out of the car before she could even react to his abrupt arrival.

After he got out of the car, Zack Cassidy motioned the other black-clad men to get off their respective cars and follow him.

Christopher Lancelot remained seated in his car with the car window halfway down. He propped his chin in his left palm while puffing at the cigarette, observing the group of men like a bystander. Xyla watched Stanley striding in her direction and stopped in front of her.

He glowered at Christopher before averting his wary gaze to their racing cars and Christopher's henchmen.

Very soon, his gaze fell upon Xyla again. He coldly questioned her, "Is this why you disappeared for the whole day? Just to race with Christopher?"

noticed her puffy eyes in the very next

at the sight of it; his eyes expressed his

face with both of his hands and asked in a soft voice, "What happened to you? Hmm? Did

her heart

questions were swimming in her head,

had found a perfect explanation for that

Stanley tell her next? She did not know whether his answer was what she wanted

spoil you, and I care for you every day. Have I ever bullied you? It seems like you're the one bullying me now. Turning

she getting on

Yes, she certainly was.

rage and resentment vanished as soon as he

wondered if Xyla was his

okay? I'd better get going. Bye." Christopher

statement, he casually threw his cigarette aside, made a U-turn, and left

Xyla drove just now and floored the

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