However, Christopher Lancelot quickly recollected himself and threw on his black racing suit. He then grabbed the black racing helmet on the passenger seat and carefully put it on. Xyla Quest hurried back into her car after putting down the visor on her helmet, ready for the race. A minute later, Tucker took out a red flag from Christopher’s trunk. Without further ado, Xyla drove up to Christopher and pulled up next to his car. Tucker walked away with the red flag and came to a halt about a meter away from their cars. Immediately afterward, he waved the flag as hard as he could. Seeing the red piece of cloth fluttering in the breeze, Xyla’s and Christopher’s cars zoomed ahead at once, like two horses that had escaped from their stables. Christopher’s driving skills were excellent. He effortlessly threw Xyla behind him by a distance of a car in no time. Not to be outdone, Xyla instantly floored the pedal and started an endless chase. From a car’s distance to the distan
Christopher Lancelot subconsciously lowered his car window, his gaze fixed upon her. Xyla Quest stroked her hair as it billowed with the wind, tossing the strands of hair scattered on her chest to her back. Holding her helmet in one hand, she pranced toward Christopher and languidly placed her other hand on his car roof. “I won.”Christopher got out of his car and stood in front of Xyla. Casually closing the car door, he took off the helmet and met her eyes. “Alright then. What do you want me to do? I can do whatever you want me to do.”Xyla shook her head in response. “Nah. I don’t have anything in particular to ask from you.”“Hey, that’s our deal. Don’t waste your only chance to instruct me to do something for you. Xyla, I can give you anything as long you can name it,” Christopher said. “Well, why don’t you buy me a drink?” Xyla pondered for a short while. Her brain had regained its composure as soon as her car pulled up. Once again, grief crept over her like a hungry
“Yes,” Christopher Lancelot answered truthfully.Xyla Quest shrugged helplessly, then stretched out her hand. “Give me another cigarette.”Christopher immediately took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and drew two cigarettes. He placed one cigarette between Xyla’s lips and the other between his lips. Subsequently, he pulled out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Xyla. After lighting hers, he lowered his head and lit his own. The car was filled with smoke in a moment. Christopher thoughtfully lowered the car window to prevent the acrid smoke from choking her.A cool breeze touched the warmth of their cheeks, blowing away all the pungent smell of tobacco inside the car.Outside the car, the sky was dark, and the moon was bright. The icy wind rustled the leaves and waved the branches. A sudden gust of breeze greeted their car with the astringent scent of grass and soil, soothing Xyla’s tangled mind and soul. As she slowly calmed herself down, another thought sudden
“I think you’re right. Judging from the way Stanley Batton treats you, I honestly don’t believe that he hates you.“I think he’s sincere. I understand men the most. If a man hates a woman, he’d never be so nice to her no matter how much wealth and glory she brings to him.”Christopher Lancelot strongly agreed with Xyla Quest. His admiration for her intelligence was only amplified as he spoke. “Let me put it this way. I think you shouldn’t be downhearted for the time being. Gather your thoughts and ask Stanley the truth. It’s better to ask him directly,” Christopher added. Xyla nodded obediently. She couldn't agree more. For a moment, she felt relieved…She really hoped that everything was just like what she had told Christopher.No matter what the truth was, she should confront it and talk to Stanley about it face to face. It was unfair to condemn Stanley based on that recording alone. Thinking of this, Xyla immediately turned to look at Christopher. “Thank you for helpin
The car headlights went out. Everything became clear again. As soon as Xyla Quest lifted her head, Stanley Batton’s black Bentley Arnage came into her view. His car was right in front of her. She saw that Stanley was sitting in the passenger seat with a gloomy face through the transparent windscreen, glaring coldly at her. Stanley got out of the car before she could even react to his abrupt arrival. After he got out of the car, Zack Cassidy motioned the other black-clad men to get off their respective cars and follow him. Christopher Lancelot remained seated in his car with the car window halfway down. He propped his chin in his left palm while puffing at the cigarette, observing the group of men like a bystander. Xyla watched Stanley striding in her direction and stopped in front of her. He glowered at Christopher before averting his wary gaze to their racing cars and Christopher’s henchmen. Very soon, his gaze fell upon Xyla again. He coldly questioned her, “Is this
“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 s
She was now more confident that her speculation was correct. After pondering for a few seconds, she nodded and said, “Okay. I trust you.” Only then did Stanley Batton let out a deep sigh of relief. He immediately pulled her into his arms. “I’ll have someone to check it out, and I’ll prove to you that I’m not lying.” Xyla Quest nodded. The turmoil in her mind and heart had finally come to an end. It was as if beautiful flowers were blooming on a piece of desolate land again. “You really do believe me, right?” Stanley gradually calmed himself down. Xyla nodded once more. “After thinking about it for the whole day, I think I should trust you. I should give you a chance to explain yourself instead of accusing you based on that recording alone.”Suddenly, Stanley felt a surge of warmth flowing in his veins. He was extremely touched. He sighed and met Xyla’s eyes. “Actually… I didn’t plan to let you know about my disease, but since you have brought it up… I guess I should be h
“Therefore, the reason our paths crossed isn’t as simple as fate…“You know what happened next, including my feelings and all. I’ve told you before. I’m telling you all this because I want you to know that I really do love you. Xyla, we’re together because I love you. It has nothing to do with your blood.“If I were after your blood, how could I not hold back from touching you for two whole years after we got married? I’m with you because I love you. There’s no other reason.”Stanley Batton kept explaining. He tried his best to express his innermost feelings to Xyla Quest. Xyla felt at ease after discovering the truth behind their relationship. As she recalled her heedlessness, fury, and anguish when she first heard the recording, she could not help but laugh at herself. She could only blame herself for being overwhelmed by resentment. It was a moment of reckless impetuousness that caused her to lose her rationality. “Fine… I trust you, hubby.” Xyla nodded lightly. She then