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

we good now?" Xyla asked. "You're

her nose and teased, "You're really something,

go

car and

and the rest quickly caught

whizzed through the highway with a fleet of

as if they were going to tear the sky

sped all the way back

that the living

Batton had not

was currently sitting in front of the coffee table, playing

over Xyla when she caught

him

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