Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Feeling thoroughly embarrassed, Cecelia Conner was at a loss for words. “It really was an accident…” She had no choice but to act dumb.

But even if she explained herself, nobody in the house would believe her.

“Look at this child of yours… Her hands are all over the place. How could you touch your cousin-in-law with your leg? Aren’t you far too careless?” Emily Quest’s aunt stood up and berated her daughter to diffuse the tension in the air.

Stanley Batton ignored them and grabbed a piece of pork before placing it in Xyla Quest’s bowl.

Jeremy Quest looked coldly at Cecelia. “You’re having dinner at my house. You need to respect my rules. Keep your hands to yourself.”

When Jeremy said these words, Cecelia felt even more embarrassed. It felt as if Stanley and Jeremy had slapped her in front of everyone. Her cheeks felt unbearably hot.

“Okay… I understand, Uncle.” Cecelia nodded.

Emily’s aunt rolled her eyes at Cecelia before giving her a look, indicating that she should start eating. Cecelia immediately picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

had happened. After what Stanley did, the

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relatives sat next to Jeremy and herself in front of the television as they watched the

farewell to everyone before

into her slippers inside, she could not resist scanning Stanley up

are you looking at? Can’t you recognize me anymore?”

I still don’t know you very well… How did you do it? You had actually exposed the fact that

continue rubbing against me with her leg?” Stanley’s expression turned cold

Stanley walked to the couch and sat down. He picked up a small orange and began to peel its

reach for an orange too. Before she could do so, Stanley placed the peeled orange in her hand. He then reached for another orange

the orange, she continued to speak, “I think eight out of then men probably wouldn’t do that, right? Firstly, men would usually be considerate of women’s reputation. Secondly, men enjoyed being seduced by pretty women.

her elbow pressed against her knee, she continued to examine Stanley’s handsome

gangsters were as pure and

women were also very messy. However, Stanley seemed to be an exception. His soul was not at all contaminated by the environment he worked in. At least, a pure part of him