NovelEnglish"Yes, I'm alright," As Stanley Batton spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jeremy Quest courteously.
Jeremy took the cigarette from him and placed it between his lips.
Stanley then took out the lighter and carefully lit the cigarette for Jeremy.
Jeremy took a deep breath before continuing, "Xyla toldthat you'd be fine as long as you go for regular blood transfusion. Is that true?" "Yeah." Stanley refused to elaborate on his condition.
"Are you sure?" Jeremy asked again.
"Don't worry, Dad. It shouldn't be a problem if I take good care of myself." Following that statement, Stanley lit another cigarette and took a couple of long drags at it.
Smoke suspended in the still air, twirling around his exquisite jawline and perfect features. His charm was irresistible.
Only then did Jeremy heave a sigh of relief. "That's great..." "Shall we play another round? I'll go get the chess set," Stanley asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Nah. You should get srest. Just sit withfor a while." Jeremy exhaled a puff of smoke before calling Quest Property Group's lawyer. "Mr. Owen, please cto my house if you have time. I need you to draw up a divorce agreement for me." "Okay," the man replied.
Jeremy then hung up the phone.
"Dad, have you thought it through?" Stanley asked concernedly.
Jeremy nodded without hesitation. "Of course. She's not worthy of being my wife, much less Xyla's stepmother. To be honest, I feel so sorry for Xyla every tI think about her.
"Perhaps I'm indirectly responsible for all the setbacks she has faced throughout her life. She would've lived a better life if I had stopped looking for other women after Xyla's mother passed away." Jeremy's heart began to ache.
Xyla Quest might have been mentally deranged because of May Conner. Though Xyla had discovered it before things got worse, the appalling thought still haunted him.
"It's not your fault..." Stanley tried to comfort him.
"But I always think that it's my fault..." "You didn't do anything wrong. It all has nothing to do with you," Stanley added.
Jeremy sighed once more.
*** After Xyla Quest reached the police station, she gave the police an account of Emily Quest and May Conner's crimes.
The investigation went on for an hour.
After making the statement, she grabbed her silver handbag and stalked out of the police station.
It was already evening.
The setting sun painted fresh colors across the sky. The city was aglow with soft orange as if the whole world was bathed in sunlight.
The diamonds on Xyla's gold dress shimmered brightly as the golden sun rays shone upon her.
The sunset indicated that it was tto get off from work. People were rushing out from the buildings, and the tarmac road was filled with cars.
All the male drivers who passed by ven more the police station were fascinated by Xyla's beauty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbeauty. They could not help honking at her to catch her attention.
Nonetheless, Xyla could not care any less about them.
She headed straight to a nearby tree and stood under the shade. Leaning against the trunk, ske @ylled Out her phone and tapped on the Uber app, intending to book an Uber ride home. Right at this moment, a black Bentley Arnage drove in her direction. Xyla subconsciously smiled genuinely when she saw the car.
Very soon, the car pulled up next to her.
Xyla could clearly see Stanley's handsface through the tinted car windows.
His ashen, low-spirited look had completely vanished.
On the contrary, he had taken on an entirely new look.
Stanley got out of the car and immediately pulled her into his arms, studying her gorgeous face as if he was admiring a piece of art. "Let's go, honey." S~ah the indN_vel."et website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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