Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Originally, Xyla Quest wanted to go back to Quest Group. But seeing that it was late, she decided to head home.

Hence, she called Stanley Batton on the phone as she drove. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I'm ready to head home... Have you gotten home yet? I want to eat the dumplings you make tonight," Xyla asked straightforwardly.

On the other end of the call, Stanley was still sitting in front of his laptop. As his hand accidentally touched the loudspeaker button, Xyla's voice could now be heard in the entire office.

Suddenly, the employees who were paying serious attention to what Stanley was saying while they stared at their laptops were all stunned...

Stanley didn't care either. Instead, he calmly switched off the loudspeaker function. After that, he slowly stood up and walked over to the huge French window. "Sure. What fillings do you want?" He looked down at the congested city calmly as he asked.

Although Stanley had walked away, the employees from various departments could still hear him clearly.

The expressions of everyone on the screen grew increasingly bizarre.

"Let's go with a mixture of three types of fillings. Are you at home?" Xyla asked.

"Hmm... I'm in a meeting... I'll head home immediately," Stanley said.

"Forget it then. I'll make it myself," Xyla said.

once I get home. The meeting here will be ending soon," Stanley

that case, I'll buy

"Okay," Stanley said.

two of them hung up at

facial expression turned cold once again. He

the screen, the employees who initially had odd looks in their eyes immediately resumed their originally serious sitting posture

it for today's meeting... Dismissed," Stanley said

that, he directly turned

in the company went crazy. The company's main group chat was

seven o'clock? Did he leave

is there? It's not the first time

that. How could

methods Xyla used to control a man

publish a book on how to control one's husband. I'm sure it'll sell like hotcakes,

in this group, everyone spoke their mind a little

other hand, in the special assistant's office, Zack Cassidy kept an eye on the messages in the group

pushed his silver-framed glasses up his nose bridge. 'To be

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to buy groceries. After that, she carried

as she arrived home, Stanley