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."

corners of Stanley's soft lips gradually curved upward into a slight

asked. "You're not jealous

and teased, "You're

go home?"

started the car and

and the rest quickly caught

released from a bow, the black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the highway with a fleet

if they were going to tear the

sped all

that

had

front of

over Xyla when she

him because of that

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