Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 849

Xyla Quest immediately explained to Stanley Batton how he met Christopher Lancelot and why he brought her here to race.

The man remained expressionless after listening to her explanation.

Xyla knew that he was jealous.

She threw her arms around his neck and pouted. "Don't be angry with me. Okay?"

Stanley sighed helplessly. "Xyla, what should I do with you?"

Sometimes, he really did not know what to do with her.

No matter how angry he was, his heart instantly melted when she was affectionate.

There were times when he compromised just by looking at her face.

Xyla's smile widened. "Hmm... If you have no idea what to do with me, keep on spoiling me like a princess then."

The corners of Stanley's soft lips gradually curved upward into a slight smile.

"Are we good now?" Xyla asked. "You're not jealous anymore, right?"

Stanley gently tapped her nose and teased, "You're really something, Xyla."

"Shall we go home?" Xyla asked.

Stanley started the car and departed right away.

Zack Cassidy and the rest quickly caught up with him.

Like an arrow released from a bow, the black Bentley Arnage whizzed through the highway with a fleet of luxury cars behind him.

The engines roared in the moonlight as if they were going to tear the sky apart.

The cars sped all the way back home.

When the two arrived at their house, they noticed that the living room was still as bright as daylight.

Ron Batton had not slept.

He was currently sitting in front of the coffee table, playing chess alone.

Guilt crept all over Xyla when she caught sight of the old man.

She had doubted him because of that recording...

She had doubted her dear master, who had been treating her like his granddaughter...

For a second, she felt like her heart was broken into million pieces.

Noticing that Stanley had returned with Xyla, Ron anxiously walked up to them and stared at Xyla. "Where have you been? We couldn't reach you the whole day! We were both worried sick! We thought you go yourself into some big trouble."

"I... I was just in a bad mood, so I went for a walk," Xyla muttered.

"Why are your eyes swollen? Have you been crying? What happened to you? Did this brat bully you? Or did someone else bully you? Tell me. I'll settle it for you."

Ron's face clouded over as soon as he saw Xyla's puffy eyes.

Warmth spread in Xyla's heart. "Nah, it's not what you think. It's a long story. Grandpa, it's late now. Why don't you get some rest first? We'll talk about it in the morning." Ron ignored her and glared at Stanley. "Did you do anything that hurt Xyla's feelings?"

Stanley shrugged innocently. "No, I didn't. I'll explain it to you tomorrow morning. You should go to bed now."