Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Stanley Batton seemed to be separated from the rest by an invisible barrier despite being surrounded by people.

When the reporters spotted him, they immediately launched a series of questions-

"Mr. Batton, I have a question for you. How do you feel about your wife's recent accomplishment?"

"Mr. Batton, you must be ecstatic! Can I ask if Ms. Quest faced many difficulties in the process of creating this medicine?"

"Mr. Batton, can I ask if Ms. Quest decided on the cost price on her own or if you both decided on it together?"

"Mr. Batton, are you here to congratulate your wife on her success?"

"Mr. Batton, how do you feel about your wife driving up your company's stock price?"

Stanley halted in his tracks when he heard the last question.

Turning around slowly, he looked at the female reporter who asked the question.

She stood in front of the crowd with a hopeful look in her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, she was captivated by his gaze, her heart hammering in excitement.

Stanley Batton was looking at her.

The most handsome man was looking at her!

Was he going to answer her question?

approach toward her and elegantly grasped the microphone she was holding. "I think my wife is

she heard this, her mind going blank as she lost her focus

someone look so

was she feeling such intense

charming her pants off even by just standing there and uttering a few

you feel right now?" a male reporter

then switched his attention to him. "I feel happy and proud to have

female reporter tried to regain her composure

have queued for a long time for it,"

Xyla likes milk tea. I didn't have much of a choice, right?" Stanley

The reporter was speechless.

the

want to have him as

to her before resuming his walk

trembled slightly when she accepted the microphone, knowing that

presence lingered

had to treasure it and keep it safely

reporters began talking among

is

He's practically

rolesband. He's plaet

loving

the men of

generation."