Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Chapter 99

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Stanley had given Xyla the perfect answer yet again.

“Tell me the truth. Have you really not such prior knowledge?” Xyla seemed very doubtful.

“Yes,” Stanley answered.

“You are way too smart. Although I think of myself as a genius, I am far slower than you when it comes

to learning,” Xyla said.

“I’m alright,” Stanley said calmly as usual. The look in his eyes had not changed at all.

“Stop being so modest. You’re not just alright. You are amazing,” Xyla could not resist giving him the

thumbs up.

“Oh,” Stanley said.

“It’s getting late. We’ll stop here for today. Tomorrow… Oh, no. It’s already past twelve. Therefore, it’s a

new day. Can we continue tonight?” Xyla asked.

“Sure,” Stanley said before standing up slowly and picking up his black Windbreaker coat. He covered

her body with the coat and even fastened one of the buttons.

“What are you doing?” Xyla asked.

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“It’s snowing outside. It’ll be cold,” Stanley said before walking out of the room.

When Xyla looked at Stanley from behind, she felt a warmth in her heart.

Once she turned around, she noticed that it was snowing heavily outside. Just as the door was about to

shut behind Stanley, Xyla ran after him and caught up with him.

“I don’t need it. My car is right outside anyway,” Xyla said.

“Stop being so fearless. Your body is affected by a chill right now,” Stanley said as he continued to walk

down the stairs with his head lowered.

Every man and woman who walked past them would gasp at their good looks.

“Do you want to freeze to death out there in these clothes?” Xyla asked.

“I have a car too. If you don’t stop spewing nonsense, our agreement will be cancelled,” Stanley said

determinedly.

Xyla was speechless for a second. She then ran after him and turned to look at his cold expression.

“I’m the creditor. Shouldn’t I be in charge here?” Xyla asked.

According to logic, he should listen to whatever she said.

“Creditor?” Stanley raised his brows a little. ‘Hehe…’ Stanley chuckled to himself. This was the first

time someone said that word to Stanley.

“Am I not your creditor?” Xyla asked.

“Yes,” Stanley answered.

“Isn’t the salary I’m offering you tempting enough?” She asked.

“It’s not enough,” he answered.

“ …” Xyla was speechless again.

He sure was asking for a lot. If someone did not know him personally, he might think Stanley was a

tycoon of some sort.

Xyla was certain that Stanley’s boss could not have been able to offer him this much money in a

month. Why was this man so wild?

“Five Batton, do you realize how wild you are?” Xyla asked.

“No, I don’t,” he answered.

“…” Xyla was speechless.

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Once they arrived at the door, Xyla stopped walking and was prepared to take off the coat and return it

to him.

“Be a good girl. Keep it on,” Stanley immediately stopped her.

Although Stanley was expressionless, Xyla’s heart was still warmed by his tone of voice.

Outside, snow was falling heavily while clouds filled the skies. Beneath the lights all around them, every

piece of a snowflake was covered by a layer of golden light. The world seemed perfectly clean and

serene. Even so, the beautiful snowy scene faded into the background when Stanley was around.

Nothing could steal the spotlight away from him.

Before allowing Xyla to react, Stanley took big strides forward as he braced the snowy gusts of wind,

leaving deep traces of footsteps behind him.

Perhaps it was because of the beautiful scenery of the night, or maybe the lights were too bright

around her, Xyla felt at that moment that the view of Stanley from behind was the most striking view

she had seen in the world.

Very soon, Stanley disappeared from Xyla’s sight. After recollecting herself, Xyla quickly got into her

red Maserati and drove away.

Meanwhile, in the underground parking lot, a limited-edition black Rolls-Royce limousine was parked

underneath a dim light, making it gleam in a low-key yet luxurious fashion.

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