“I hope you suffer just as much after you die. You should be tortured by the devil in hell!”

“Hahaha…”

Emily Quest laughed like a mad person.

When Torn Sullivan saw what happened, he did not dare step forward. That was because he would probably end up dead with Xyla Quest if he did so. Regardless of how much he liked her, he would not die for her.

Emily’s hateful expression caused him to become angry. “Shut up, you b*tch!”

At lhe most crucial moment, a bright red Maserati suddenly appeared at the speed of light and knocked against the sedan, which was fast approaching Xyla. In the car, Stanley Batton’s face looked as if he was Satan himself. There was a tinge of redness in his eyes, which seemed terrifying.

after seeing what happened right before her

fear and disbelief on her face.

he afraid of dying by ramming the car into the sedan like

the red Maserati pushed the sedan toward the road’s side. The sedan soon crashed against

clear that the Maserati’s front was

snowy white wall, almost as if an earthquake had just

the Maserati, Stanley glanced at Xyla through the rearview mirror before getting out of the car in a swift motion. He then began walking toward Xyla with a cold expression

him was still ever so eminent. Wearing a white shirt and a black tie, coupled with a well-fitting set of tuxedo coat and

divine being that had descended from the heavens. He

he looked even cooler than the leading

before gently patting the dust on

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