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 family's

observing Xyla's house

Maserati and Stanley's black Bentley Arnage were both in

went back

gone out yet. Do you think Xyla has laid her cards on the

truth. She'll first identify the recording's authenticity,

"Is that so?"

now, they'll divorce in the end. That's inevitable. I'm

to it... " May coldly

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then contentedly got up from the couch and left the

glass and hurried to

***

at Xyla and Stanley's house, the lovebirds had just woken up in each other's

their huge bed. The two's complexions were as

greet Stanley, a feeling

covered her

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