"There were over fifty girls downstairs who ordered a single sashimi platter. They then took turns to take pictures...

"I bet they belong to one of those female groups on the hot topics. I can't believe they'd still come out and do this even after all that negative media. I'm speechless." When Henry Armstrong spoke about these women, he felt utterly disgusted.

Although he had met women like them in the past, he didn't think much of them.

To be honest, people like him knew their tricks.

They simply chose not to burst their bubble.

Men only cared about looks when they were in search of women to date.

Just like how women only cared about their money, they only cared about the women's faces.

"They've really gone mad..." Georgie Clementine rolled her eyes.

Beep, beep, beep-

While they were speaking, Xyla Quest's phone started ringing.

It was Stanley Batton, and he wanted to video call her.

Xyla immediately answered the call and walked out of the room. She found a place with no bodyguards around and leaned against the wall next to a window. She then looked at the man on her phone screen. "Miss me?"

Stanley wore a white bathrobe. He seemed to be on the bed in a hotel room. The wall behind him had a luxurious, beige, flowery design.

"Yeah... Are you busy tomorrow?" Stanley asked.

you ask?" Xyla

on a private jet. Will you come and accompany me for a day?" Stanley asked. There was a gentle look in his eyes. Although his phone was pointing upward, it still couldn't hide his

felt warm in her heart when she heard this. "Is that necessary?

wasn't... So, are you coming or not?" Stanley

tone was still

was completely unlike his usual self when

this,

take a day off

was because she didn't have anything

one meeting at

could get Georgie to fill in

do it..."

are you now?"

dinner

the others

at a new Japanese

in the city

swnove.net

said.

after you eat, alright?" Stanley

"Okay..." Xyla answered.

go and mess about

I

Wait a

Isn't it right

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