Sharon Lindt was dumbfounded. "Do you still have other talents that I'm not aware of?" She asked.

However, Xyla Quest only chuckled without saying anything further.

Seeing Xyla like this, Sharon knew that she must be right!

However, since Xyla didn't want to talk about it, Sharon didn't ask any further. Her admiration toward Xyla was beyond imagination. "Xyla, can you promise me one thing?" Sharon held Xyla's hand tightly and asked earnestly.

Xyla nodded without hesitation. "As long as you tell me what it is, I'll agree to it."

"Promise me that you'll never abandon Stan... If you ever leave our family, that would absolutely be a huge loss to us!" Sharon said.

"At first, I thought Stan married a demure wife, but I didn't think he'd marry a woman who's talented in so many things! You and Stan are a power couple!" Sharon said.

The more Sharon said, the more excited she sounded. She was also holding Xyla's hand more tightly.

When Xyla heard this, she couldn't help but laugh. "Hmm, I know. Don't worry," Xyla said.

Sharon nodded repeatedly. "That's a promise..."

Xyla also nodded repeatedly.

***

for a while, Xyla drove her red Maserati back to her house with her

soon as she arrived in front of her house, she saw a black Porsche Cayenne parked in front of her flower-carved, black, hollow iron gate. Xyla's car

could clearly see the car's

seemed like Tom's

saw this, she

knew who the people in the car were and why they

Cayenne's passenger side and the doors in the backseat

Mary Sullivan, with her swollen

were extremely bright, and all three members of the Sullivan family subconsciously squinted. They also lifted

slowly turned off the car lights before rolling her

Bailey and Mary over to her. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

sorry about what Mary did. I've already taught her a lesson. She's been whipped many times..." Tony said

Xyla still didn't

matter what happened to Mary, Xyla wouldn't feel sorry for

because Mary asked for all

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