However, Xyla Quest did not respond to his nonsense. Instead, she frowned a little before using a shoulder throw to bring Tom Sullivan to the ground.

Thereafter, Xyla swiftly made her way upstairs and disappeared around the corner without hesitation.

After being thrown to the ground, Tom Sullivan barely had the energy to get up, never mind going after Xyla. After a long while, he finally crawled up with much difficulty as he panted and held onto the railing.

Had Xyla picked tip martial arts? She was even more appealing now.

“Xyla, I won’t give tip on you.” Tom had a determined look in his eyes.

After Xyla went upstairs, she went directly to the master bedroom. As the door was not completely closed, she could see Jeremy smoking on his bed while he sat with his back facing the door.

Amidst the smoke, Xyla could see how depressed he appeared. Her heart went out to him.

Although Xyla wanted to go in to comfort him, she decided to close the door silently after some though. She knew her father needed some quiet time to be by himself right now.

standing in front of the door for a while, Xyla turned around and returned to her room. She then got

such a long day,

the air, Xyla’s face turned pinkish. White foam filled the ttib and, when she sank most of her body

little

to feel more energized too. Once she had dried up after the bath, and had applied her skin products, she sat comfortably

wide awake after the shower, she decided to play a

***

the same time, in a luxurious study designed with Baroque influences, Stanley Batton was seated in front of

silk robe with a deep V-neck collar. As such, his muscular chest was vaguely visible and made him

contrasting dark color made

game, Stanley was using Aatrox on the top lane and continued to fight against

Knock, knock, knock…

sound of the door being knocked on was heard, Zack Cassidy carefully

young madam has

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