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."

lips gradually curved upward into

asked.

tapped her nose and teased, "You're

go home?" Xyla

car and

the rest quickly

black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the highway with a fleet of luxury cars behind

moonlight as if they were going to tear the sky

cars sped all

at their house, they noticed that the living room was still as

had

in front of the coffee table, playing

crept all over Xyla when she caught

had doubted him because of that

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