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“If I were Xyla Quest, I would have slapped May Conner in return. Xyla is too kind.”
“I suggest Tom Sullivan, Emily Quest, and May Conner a group called the ‘F3 of Atlantis’ so that they
can all go to hell together.”
Xyla’s mood was getting better as she read through these comments.
Meanwhile, it began snowing outside. The world seemed to be encapsulated in a romantic scene of
white snow.
At that moment, Xyla felt that the snowy view was spectacular. Everything was so beautiful about the
evening scene that she almost found it hard to believe. Even the cold northern wind felt gentle against
her skin.
‘Be it the Sullivan family, or the Quest family, everyone’s life had been affected.’ Xyla thought.
She could imagine how frantic everyone was feeling right then. However, it was far from enough.
After tossing her phone aside, Xyla began driving hastily away from the neighborhood and in the
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While Stanley stood in front of the brightly lit window, he observed Xyla leaving before turning around
and returning to the coffee table. He continued to soak his elbow in the water while he ate.
Even when Stanley was alone, he still seemed elegant and noble when he ate.
Clearly, it was a simple home-cooked meal. However, he made it seem as if he was dining at a high-
class Michelin restaurant.
A few minutes later…
Knock, knock, knock…
The knocking on the door disrupted the silence in the living room.
Stanley slowly put down his chopsticks and walked over to the door. When he saw that it was Zack
Cassidy’s face from the monitor, Stanley opened the door directly before returning to his original spot
and continued to eat.
Zack quickly put on a pair of slippers before standing still in front of Stanley and nodded respectfully.
When Zack saw the stir-fried eggs with green pepper on the coffee table, he was stunned. Although he
was prepared to speak earlier, he suddenly found it difficult even to utter a single word.
“Speak if you have something to say,” Stanley said before he reached for the stir-fried eggs with green
pepper with his chopsticks and fed himself a mouthful. He then proceeded to chew slowly.
“Fifth Master, are you eating stir-fried eggs with green pepper?” Zack asked carefully. He seemed to be
in shock.
“What’s the matter?” Stanley asked.
“Don’t you hate eating this dish? You used to say that the combination of eggs and green pepper was
the most disgusting thing ever, ” Zack asked curiously.
Everybody who served Stanley knew how much he hated stir-fried eggs with green pepper.
“Yeah, but I suddenly find it delicious,” Stanley said before reaching for another serving of stir-fried
eggs with green pepper.
Zack was utterly confused.
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‘Is Fifth Master serious?’
“Fifth Master, I didn’t expect you to cook so well. It looks and smells amazing,” Zack said as he
changed the topic.
“Does it look good?” Stanley asked.
“Unusually so,” Zack said.
“Yeah, my wife made it. Naturally, it looks good,” Stanley said as a smile appeared on his face. The
coldness in his facial expression had disappeared somewhat.
Right then, Zack immediately figured out what had happened.
The young madam was indeed powerful.
“Let’s get down to business,” Stanley said before shifting his cold gaze to Zack’s face.
“Fifth Master, I have done everything you asked me to. However…” Zack hesitated.
Stanley silently lit a cigarette. He took a puff and patiently waited for Zack to continue speaking.
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