Xyla Quest immediately explained to Stanley Batton how he met Christopher Lancelot and why he brought her here to race.

The man remained expressionless after listening to her explanation.

Xyla knew that he was jealous.

She threw her arms around his neck and pouted. "Don't be angry with me. Okay?"

Stanley sighed helplessly. "Xyla, what should I do with you?"

Sometimes, he really did not know what to do with her.

No matter how angry he was, his heart instantly melted when she was affectionate.

There were times when he compromised just by looking at her face.

Xyla's smile widened. "Hmm... If you have no idea what to do with me, keep on spoiling me like a princess then."

gradually curved upward

now?" Xyla asked. "You're not jealous

tapped her nose and teased, "You're really

we go home?" Xyla

started the car and departed

Cassidy and the rest quickly caught up with

bow, the black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the highway

as if they were

all

that the living room

had

currently sitting in front of the coffee table, playing chess

over Xyla when she caught

doubted him

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