Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Who would've thought of finding a hidden weapon in your sister's room?" Ron Batton tried to comfort Xyla Quest.

Guilt filled Xyla's heart no matter what Ron said.

After all, the female servant was not only her servant but her family too.

Xyla lightly nodded before lifting her head to meet Ron and Stanley Batton's eyes. "I heard that she's from a low-income family. Her family has been renting a small apartment as they cannot afford to buy a house. I'm going to find a house for them in Atlantis and give them five million dollars..."

By doing so, her family did not have to suffer from financial problems anymore.

Though Xyla understood that money could never make up for the pain of losing a family member, she would do everything to help her family to get through this misery.

"Okay. We have many houses in Atlantis. You can pick one for her family," Ron offered.

He agreed with Xyla. It was a thoughtful idea.

His fondness for her was doubled at that instant.

"It's okay. I have plenty of houses here too. I'll find a suitable one and give it to them." Following that statement, Xyla took two small steps backward and bowed to the body. She could not hide the quiver in her voice as she apologized, "I'm sorry..."

and Stanley immediately approached Xyla and bowed

three left the small

the door was locked, Xyla looked at Stanley and Ron and said, "Let's split up now. Grandpa, I'll send you home first. Hubby, try to look for a private detective to dig up some information about the 'master'. I'll go back to the funeral home to inform my father about it." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

You can go to the funeral home right away. Take more bodyguards with

know. Don't worry," Xyla

go." As Stanley spoke, he held Xyla's hand tightly and led her out of

the 'master' behind the whole incident was

alert. He must protect

him was Xyla's safety

confident that he could take

closely behind the two, his eyes filled with

was still thinking

had no idea who he or she was, he should not turn a blind eye to what was happening. The

increasingly heavier every time she thought

stopped walking and turned to Ron and Stanley. "I'd better get going. Hubby, please keep the things I

She believed that this man would