When Xyla saw Stanley’s face, she cried even more intensely. At that moment, she felt as if she was someone about to die from dehydration in the desert, while Stanley was the savior who brought water to her. Feeling extremely grateful from the bottom of her heart, she found it impossible to stop her tears from falling.

“Close your eyes,” ordered Stanley, glaring at the people around him.

Everyone immediately closed their eyes.

When Tom saw the large group of people, he was momentarily stunned and stopped what he was doing. However, he quickly recovered and took a dagger out of his pocket, pointing it at Xyla’s neck.

“Don’t come any closer, or I will slit her throat,” he said.

Realizing that he was outnumbered, Tom had to find a way to escape. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble. Xyla could feel the cold dagger against her neck. A chilling sensation began to spread across her skin. Although she was in a dangerous situation, she no longer felt afraid because Stanley was here.

Stanley with a cold

removed his coat and placed it over Xyla. As soon

Tom’s wrist, which held onto the dagger, and fired at it. Since the pistol was muted, there was barely any sound when the bullet was fired. Even so, Xyla shivered in

to gush out from Tom’s wrist. The scent of blood wafted through

Tom cried

coat and firing the bullet took place within a

intense pain caused him to lose his grip around the dagger. As soon as the dagger slipped out of his hand, Tom fell

guess what had happened from the sound and the smell around her. Stanley had covered her face

so much pain that he could not find the strength to fightback. Hence,

at the metal chain around Xyla’s hand, Stanley

nightstand near my bed…” Tom answered obediently. He was

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