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."

gradually curved upward into

good now?" Xyla asked. "You're

nose and teased, "You're really

we go

started the car and departed

and the rest

bow, the black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the highway with a

engines roared in the moonlight as if they were going to

sped all the way

at their house, they noticed that the

Batton had

of

Xyla when she caught sight of the old

had doubted him

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