Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

The commotion at the door immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

Just then, behind Emily, Fanny had received a call, so she quickly returned to the dressing room.

Soon after, Stanley Batton’s strikingly tall and aloof profile entered everyone’s vision. His lush short black hair was combed back loosely, his features were perfectly defined and flawless. The crisp white shirt was paired with a tailor-fitted dark blue suit making his figure look exceptionally remarkable.

In an instant, the surroundings seemed dull. The man had a strong and pressuring aura as he stood there like a monarch.

By now, all the women present had become fans of his appearance.

“Ah! I’m dying! Which family does that guy belong to? That face is too handsome to be human.” Mary stared dazedly at him as she kept fawning.

“If he’s not a celebrity, he must be the young master of a dignified family! I totally dig that face. I must get his WeChat contact later.” Lucy was entranced.

“No, that man is mine. Don’t any of you dare to snatch him from me,” Mary ordered as she glared arrogantly at them before taking the initiative to approach him.

Xyla could not resist a smirk before shifting her gaze back to him.

His dark eyes calmly saw through the crowd, and among thousands of people, he found Xyla Quest. Just like that, he looked straight at her as he made his way over, looking only at

is going on? Why is he staring at Xyla? Did she catch his eye?’ Emily

in front of him and held out her hand. “Hi, hello. I’m Mary Sullivan. The groom getting married today

which table do you belong to? I’ll lead you there,” Mary continued saying ardently as her cheeks

even spare her a glance as he walked directly

that she might go blind from the couple’s display

stood up with a smile and affectionately latched onto his arm. “It’s

no place for

all cost in front

What was going on?

calling Xyla sweetheart. Xyla was calling him honey. So he was Xyla’s

existence because he was not a presentable and ugly

extraordinary and dignified even when among

over, Emily even felt that Tom Sullivan looked like a

bullsh*t luck