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Xyla hastily used the cutlery to take up a strand of noodles and put it in her mouth. The sweet and
spicy taste spread across her taste buds. It was both stimulating and delicious.
She gave him a thumbs-up as she ate. “The noodles are cooked just right. It’s the texture I like.”
“That’s good then,” he said faintly, sitting down beside her to browse through Weibo’s search ranking.
“Are you really not going to eat?” Xyla asked.
“Yeah,” he simply answered. He frowned a little the moment he saw the number one search on the list.
At that moment, the top of the list was dominated by #Josh Batton helping Xyla Quest deny rumors#.
He glanced faintly at her before tapping into the search result before finally realizing what had
happened. After a good look at Josh’s clarification statement and screenshots of his reply to fans,
Stanley turned to Xyla who was focused on eating her noodles. “Why didn’t you tell me you were being
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Xyla smiled. “Because I can take care of it myself.”
Stanley frowned slightly. “Does it upset you?”
Xyla shook her head. She lowered her head to suck a little of the egg yolk with great elegance. “I’m not
upset. I’ve seen too many of such incidents, so I’m numb toward it.”
“Who did you offend?” he asked.
“Just Mary Sullivan… When you were cooking just now, I hacked into her phone with my computer and
saw everything.” Then, Xyla lowered her head again to take a bite of the egg.
At the thought of those vulgar lies Mary had weaved, Xyla frowned slightly.
“Choose if you want someone to beat her up or the same favor returned.” A hint of warmth appeared in
his eyes as his tone became increasingly cold.
“If I say to have her beat up, would you mobilize your men to do it?” Xyla looked at him smilingly.
“If you say the word, I can even make her disappear,” he answered coldly as he started exuding a
murderous aura.
Knowing full well that he was only saying this in a fit of pique, Xyla felt great warmth in his words. He
sounded very cool. She laughed again. “There’s no need to make her disappear, or beat her up. I have
ideas to toy with her, but I need to wait a little longer.”
***
The next morning, when Mary opened her eyes, she was lying on the red sofa of the private room in
the bar.
The three friends who had drank and partied with her last night were deeply asleep beside her. Holding
her groggy head, she sat up slowly to see the room scattered with beer bottles. The dense smell of
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Seeing that her phone was charging on the side, she got up immediately to take it before kicking the
other three people, looking down at them from above. “What’s going on? Why are we sleeping here?
And why was my phone charging? Did you guys touch my phone?”
“No. After you got drunk last night, our phones died as well so we called the waiter to send some
chargers over and to charge yours while he was at it…”
“Yeah, that’s it. By the way, shouldn’t we take a look at Twitter and Instagram? To see how everyone is
going at Xyla Quest now that our phones are charged.”
“Yeah, yeah!”
The three girls spoke one after another.
Feeling delighted, Mary quickly accessed those applications and sat on the sofa.
She waved at the others. “Gather round, let’s witness this miracle together.”
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