“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?
Xyla Quest shook her head. “I don’t know. Speaking of which, which room is empty? I need some sleep to put my mind at ease. I’ll get back to you on that after I wake up.”Georgie Clementine did not say anything else. She simply held Xyla’s right hand in her own before leading her to an empty guest room and stopping in front of the door. “You can sleep here tonight. There are pajamas and some brand new bras inside the closet. Feel free to wear them.”Xyla nodded her head in response. “Thanks, Georgie.”Then, Georgie pushed open the door and turned on the lights. “Go to bed now and stop thinking about it. Call me if you need anything, alright?” “Okay. If he calls you to ask about my whereabouts, please tell him that you have no idea.” Xyla reminded her before she sank onto the bed. She refused to see him at the moment. All she wanted to do was to calm herself down and leave everything behind. “Although your post-surgery recovery is going really well, you still need to have enoug
Zack Cassidy woke up instantaneously. He turned on the light and stole a glance at the clock. It was already ten o’clock at night. This bastard… “Yes, Fifth Master!” Zack nodded respectfully before jumping down from the bed with a heart full of resentment. On the other hand, Stanley Batton had gone to some of the bars and hotels that Xyla Quest often went to after he drove away from his villa. As he drove, he could not help but started laughing at himself. Never in his life had he been so crazy for anyone, or anything, not even once since he was a child. He felt very much like a blind, headless fly right now, roaming through the streets, not knowing where to go. The person he was at that very moment was akin to an immature boy who fell in love for the first time, doing all he could do for his first love. When Stanley was drowning in his deep thoughts, it started to drizzle. Under the drizzle, the black Honda continued to roam between the streets, traveling through the c
Though Xyla Quest knew that Stanley Batton was a liar who could not be trusted at all, her heart softened right away as she looked at him. The exhaustion on his face was real, and so were the red veins in his eyes. For a moment, she hesitated to chase him out of the room. That would be too mean to him.“First of all, I apologize for lying to you. Let me introduce myself first. I’m Stanley Batton, and the Dragon Group belongs to my family.”“I’m the fifth born in my family. Besides, I’m the President, as well as the heir, of the domestic Dragon Group.” He recounted, the seriousness in his tone retained with each word he spoke. Upon hearing that, Xyla was completely shocked… He was the young master of the Dragon Group? The young master with God-like existence in the eyes of the citizens? The husband who she agreed to marry that time was such a remarkably successful person in real life?As for her master, he was related to Dragon Group too? Ron Batton?No wonder her master had