Ron Batton gazed at them thoughtfully. Having no other choice, he nodded helplessly. "Okay then."

After that, Ron went upstairs, leaving the two alone in the living room.

The two watched the old man until he was out of their sight. Making sure that he had gone upstairs, Stanley Batton placed his right hand behind Xyla Quest's back, scooped her knees, and lifted her. "Let's get some rest too. Hmm?"

Xyla nodded. "Sure, but please put me down. You're not feeling well recently, are you?"

"Nah, that's not true," Stanley rebuked.

"Your body should be frail when anemia kicks in."

"Do you think I'm weak?"

"... Anyway, you should take care of yourself..." Xyla reminded him.

"There is no need," Stanley insisted.

***

The next day.

the Quest

Quest and May Conner were observing Xyla's house with binoculars

Bentley Arnage were both in

went back

It's already eight o'clock, but the two haven't gone out yet. Do you think Xyla has laid her cards on the table? Maybe they've quarreled for the

the recording's authenticity, then work out a plan

"Is that so?"

what's going on between the two of them now, they'll divorce in the end. That's inevitable. I'm sure

I'm looking forward to it...

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contentedly got up from the couch and left the

hurried to May's side, leaving the

***

had just

through the white gauze curtains, shining softly on their huge bed. The two's complexions were as white

her mouth and greet Stanley, a feeling of nausea surged within her and her

covered her

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