Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 846

"What about our marriage? Did Grandpa ask you to marry me because of my blood?" Xyla Quest got straight to the point.

"Yes..." Stanley Batton replied truthfully, after which he took a puff at the cigarette.

His curt answer made Xyla's heart skip a beat.

Xyla subconsciously took a deep breath before continuing, "Is that why you tried to approach me using every possible means in the first place? Are you nice to me because of my blood? You want to keep me by your side as your blood supplier, am I right?"

Stanley frowned slightly. The puzzlement in his eyes gradually intensified. "What? Who the hell told you this kind of nonsense? How can you believe such a thing about me?"

Xyla kept a straight face the entire time. "You don't have to know who told me that. I'm asking you right now. Answer me. Yes or no?"

Irritated by Xyla's accusation, Stanley grumpily puffed at the cigarette a couple of times and threw it out of the car window. He then turned Xyla's body to him, his hands on her shoulders. "Look me in the eye, Xyla..."

Xyla lifted her head warily, anticipation and apprehension stirring within her.

Her heart threatened to escape through her throat.

"That's not true... As I told you before, I tried to approach you simply because I had a thing for you..." Stanley Batton wore a serious expression as he clarified himself.

Xyla immediately played the audio clip on her phone. "How do you explain this recording then?"

In the very next second, his conversation with Ron Batton echoed in the car.

The unexpected recording threw Stanley into a state of total confusion.

Xyla studied his expression. The suspense in her heart had finally found its peace at the sight of the man's reaction.

"What is this? Where did you get it from?" Stanley asked.

"Someone sent it to me."

"Would you believe me if I say that I've never had such conservation with Grandpa?" Stanley questioned her without turning an inch. "Really?" Xyla asked.

"I'm serious." Stanley's eyes were filled with only determination as he spoke.

Xyla was so relieved to find his explicit denial and sincere expression. It was such a great weight off her mind.

It seemed that his reaction was genuine. She was convinced that he was not acting.

"Where did you get this recording from?" Stanley pursued. "Is this why you went missing for the whole day and refused to go home?" "Yeah..."

"Someone must have faked the recording. I swear I've never said anything like that to Grandpa. I'll get this recording identified right now. It really isn't me... Please believe me, okay?" Stanley looked stern and solemn. His unblinking eyes were locked upon Xyla's, hoping to find a sign of trust from her.

Ever since he was a kid, he had everything under his control. He was very much like an aloof and remote king, overlooking his men from high above.

He hardly understood what it meant to be flustered.

However, at this moment, he broke out in a cold sweat, waiting for her response...

"Honey, I love you... I'd be struck by lightning if I ever get annoyed by you!" Stanley devoutly swore as he raised his middle three fingers in the air.

Xyla could not deny that there was no sign of deceitfulness in his eyes nor his expressions.