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

asked.

her nose and teased, "You're

we go home?"

car and

rest quickly

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

as if they were going

cars sped all the

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

Batton had

front of the coffee

over Xyla when she

him because

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