After finishing his sentence, Sebastian Brenand got up and adjusted his sleeping robe before drawing the curtains open.When the sunlight seeped into the room, the scratches and hickeys on his chest became more apparent.Rachel Wood gently brushed her hair before walking over to him and hugged him tightly like a cute little pet. “I’m your lover. I receive money from you, and so I must do my job.”How could a lover who received money from her sugar daddy ever be equals?Since she received money from him, she needed to serve him.“I’ve told you before. I don’t mind it when we’re here,” Sebastian said as he ruffled her hair.“But I mind,” she said.“Fine, do as you wish… I have to meet with some people to discuss some business tonight. Come with me.” Sebastian then turned around and walked into the bathroom.He moved lazily.“Okay…” Rachel answered softly.After that, she followed him inside and stood next to him while she brushed her teeth.“Beep, beep, beep…” Right then, Seba
It was now eight o’clock in the evening.After committing the address to memory, Xyla Quest cleaned herself up and left her room.As usual, Stanley Batton had prepared breakfast in advance.After breakfast, Xyla sat on the couch and watched the news on the television while Stanley did the dishes in the kitchen.He had turned on the robotic vacuum cleaner, and it was now doing its job diligently.Everything seemed to be in order.When Xyla turned around, she could see Stanley heavily occupied by house chores.During this period of Xyla’s recovery from the surgery, Stanley had been taking care of everything in the house.He managed to keep the large house spotless all by himself.In fact, he planned and cooked all three meals of the day for Xyla.When Xyla thought about this, she couldn’t help but smile gently.She found it hard to believe that a man like Stanley was also someone who got involved in fights and bloodshed on the streets.The image of him doing house chores was
“Yeah…” Stanley Batton said.Xyla Quest nodded.“Why were you peeking at me earlier?” he asked.Xyla coughed awkwardly. “When did I peek at you?”“Didn’t you?” he asked.“I didn’t. If you didn’t look at me, how would you know that I was looking at you? I haven’t even asked why you were peeking at me.” Xyla changed the topic directly, sounding confident with what she said.Stanley slowly smiled. “I think you look good. That’s why I wanted to look at you. Am I not allowed to?”Xyla instantly felt her heart clenched.“Isn’t your beauty meant to be seen by others?” Stanley added.“Makes sense…“Aren’t you going out today?” Xyla changed the topic suddenly.“Hmm. I’m staying at home to look after you.”“Don’t you have work?”“Yes, but it’s all the simple stuff. No big deal,” he said.Right then, Stanley received a call from Zack Cassidy. He walked right over to the french window and picked up the call.Although the warm sun was now shining against his face, it couldn’t melt aw
“If that’s the case, has she been discharged? How’s she doing?” Henry Armstrong asked.“She’s been discharged long ago. She’s doing very well,” Stanley Batton answered.“Well then, Sebastian and I must come over to visit her. Wait for me. I’m coming back right now,” Henry added.“Don’t,” Stanley said without hesitation.“We’re just paying the sick a visit,” Henry said.“She doesn’t allow me to bring friends home,” Stanley added.“And you’re not going to just because she says so? Why are you so obedient?” Henry retorted.“Do you have a problem with that?” Stanley asked.“No… How would I even dare?” Henry rubbed his head, helplessly.“But I want to visit her. There’s nothing wrong with your friend visiting her, right?” Henry added.“Don’t get in our way,” Stanley said before hanging up right away.Henry felt thoroughly confused.He couldn’t resist cursing at Stanley. “What the hell has gotten into this friend of mine? Is he a person who values women over his friends?”After
Stanley Batton snapped his phone shut and focused on marinating the steak. On the other hand, Sebastian Brenand and the guys continued teasing Stanley in the group for quite some time before they gradually calmed themselves down and discussed their gathering later in the evening. ***In the blink of an eye, the twilight faded to darkness and it was already night-time. Xyla Quest, who had finished her dinner, returned to her room.After putting on light makeup, she headed to the cloakroom and picked a black, polka dot knee-length dress, matching it with a snow white suit. Subsequently, she put on wine red stilettos and carried a black Chanel handbag. Satisfied with her own outfit, she left the house and walked to her car. She began to feel nervous as soon as she got into the car. While she was starting the car engine, she peeked at the clock and it showed seven o’clock sharp. This meant she would be meeting her husband in an hour. Would their negotiation go well today?
Did he come here with his gang leader?That seemed to be the only explanation. Xyla Quest did not have time to think about that. She stuffed her phone into her bag and marched to the clubhouse.After showing her membership card to the security guard standing at the entrance, the guard let her enter the clubhouse without hesitation. The lobby was as glorious as the ancient European palace where the King used to stay. There was a huge crystal chandelier above Xyla, occupying the entire ceiling and illuminating its surroundings with the light from the lightbulbs as well as from the reflection of the crystal pendants. The lobby was as bright as day under the presence of the beautiful chandelier. Soon, a waitress dressed in an elegant uniform walked up to Xyla and led her to the fancy elevator decorated with gold and silver theme, all the way to her destination. The private room was as magnificent as the outside. It was designed with the same European palace style, using gold
The more Xyla Quest thought about it, the angrier she felt. Apart from that, she felt even more ridiculous of herself, being kept in the dark for such a long time.From Stanley Batton’s point of view, he must have thought it was funny to make a fool out of her, right?She could not believe that Stanley could lie to her without blinking an eye. Was there anything that he could not do?She did not know if she could trust anything he had said to her before. Which of them were truths? How many lies were there?Noticing the changes in Xyla’s expression, Stanley rubbed his forehead helplessly for a second before he walked up to her, both his hands clasped firmly on her shoulders. “I can explain. Just give me ten minutes.”“What have you got to say for yourself? You’ve been making a monkey out of me all this while! If Grandpa doesn’t set up the meeting for us today, how long are you going to hide the truth from me?”Her first instinct told her that he must be doing this for some purpose
When the door flung open, George Clementine bore an extremely worried face as her hands grasped Xyla Quest’s shoulder. “President Xyla, what’s wrong with you?”“I’ll sleep over at your house tonight.” Xyla said with a deep, depressed sigh. She did not want to go back to their house tonight. Georgie realized that she must have gotten herself into a difficult or complicated situation from the expression on her face. Immediately, she caught up with Xyla and pulled her to the sofa, sitting down together with her. “What’s the matter? Did you have a fight with Five Batton?”Upon hearing the name ‘Five Batton’, Xyla could not help but sneer bitterly. “Five Batton? Pfft… Just call him Stanley Batton from now on.”The initial worry on Georgie’s face was replaced by shock. “What do you mean?” “He’s Stanley Batton… My husband.”Georgie was struck dumb by her words, her eyes out on stalks as she gaped at Xyla’s face. “What? He’s your mysterious husband that you never met? Stanley Batton?