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Xyla scoffed. “That’s right. Are you unsatisfied? If you are, hold it in.”
The anger in Emily’s heart rose once again. To her, this response sounded like a challenge.
“You’ve calculated everything and was just waiting for me to make a fool of myself. So even if my
actions today were flawless, I would still be caught, and this show was destined to fail.” Emily was
trembling in a fury.
At first, she thought that her plan was perhaps flawed. However, after seeing that surveillance video
from Xyla, she understood immediately.
Xyla had come prepared. She had known it all along. “That’s right,” Xyla replied calmly, the smile on
her face gradually deepening. It was both enchanting and aloof.
“Xyla Quest, someday, I’ll kill you with my own hands.” Emily raised her hand and attempted to slap
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXyla’s face.
However, before her hand could reach, like a spark of swift lightning, Xyla had caught Emily’s wrist.
“You’re welcomed to try.”
The next second, Xyla threw a swift and heavy slap at Emily’s swollen face. “If you want Father to
come out and severely beat you up, go ahead and remain cocky.”
Emily immediately shut up.
This state of fury, but having no outlet to vent her frustrations, was painfully unbearable for her. She felt
like a gas tank that was on the verge of exploding.
“You…” Emily was so angry her teeth were chattering. “You’re not human. Didn’t I only just do
something so tiny? Do you have to go against me and keep targeting me for revenge?”
She wanted to roar at Xyla, but she had no courage. She was afraid of her father overheating her. This
feeling was f*cking depressing.
Xyla was not interested in keeping her entertained. She gently pushed her away and descended the
stairs. Everything was done in a single movement. Clean and swift.
Stomping her feet hard and clenching her fists tight, Emily waved at the wall madly. This feeling of
being unable to do anything but throw a fit was so awful!
What should she do next? She had continuously embarrassed herself in public, and with this news
about her fake pregnancy to get married, would the Sullivan family kick her out of the house?
And if that b*tch, Xyla, informed the police, would the police let her go? Definitely not.
After all, she was released back then because her pregnancy gave her an excuse. If the police knew
that she had lied to them, her sentence would only increase under such circumstances.
As for the Sullivan family, if she had to return to prison again, would they simply kick her out?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe glory she had tried so hard to attain, would it be lost soon?
Even if she did not have to go to prison, would Tom divorce her?
It was obvious from Tom’s expression today that he was utterly disappointed. Otherwise, he would not
have turned and left the house full of guests without even greeting them. Just now, she had called him
countless times, but never once did he answer.
No! She would not accept such an ending! Definitely not!
“Xyla Quest… Xyla Quest… Xyla Quest, someday, I’ll definitely kill you with my own hands. A person
like you will die a tragic death!”
Emily stomped her feet fiercely, gritting her teeth as she continued to grumble. Her bloodshot eyes
seemed like they were about to bleed.
After that, she called an unsaved number and interrogated coldly, “I’ve asked you to investigate Xyla
Quest’s husband, Stanley Batton’s appearance, have you done it or not? Does he look the same as the
Stanley Batton in the photo I’ve sent you?”
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