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."

soft lips gradually curved upward into a slight

good now?" Xyla asked. "You're not jealous anymore,

gently tapped her nose and teased, "You're really

go

started the car and

Cassidy and the rest quickly caught up with

arrow released from a bow, the black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the

as if

cars sped all the way

noticed that the living room

Batton had

front of

Xyla when she caught sight of the old

him because of that

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