Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 133

However, Stanley Batton did not reply to Xyla Quest. Instead, he walked over to a female waitress who was drooling over him.

Meanwhile, Xyla did not ask any further as she sat down on the couch.

Outside, the northern wind blew as snow filled the air and made the world appear somewhat colder than it was.

Although it was only a door away, it seemed like a completely different world altogether.

After glancing at the view of the snowy scenery outside, Xyla rested her chin on one hand and looked over at Stanley.

She wondered what he was saying to the waitress. After a while, someone retrieved a bottle of mineral water from a nearby fridge. The person then handed it over to Stanley, along with a white towel.

Stanley soon returned to Xyla with those items.

Carefully, he wrapped the bottle of mineral water with the towel before pressing it gently against Xyla’s swollen face.

In that instant, Xyla could feel the coolness against her face. The sting from the slap earlier began to fade away.

Although her face felt cold, her heart was very warm.

“Thank you. I’ll do it myself,” Xyla said as she took the bottle and towel from Stanley and continued to press them against her face.

“You’re welcome,” Stanley said before shifting his gaze slowly to the view outside the door.

His high nose-bridge and perfect jawline, coupled with his elegant posture while sitting, was a sight to behold from Xyla’s point of view.

Since she started the X Entertainment company, she had seen countless handsome men. However, none of them looked more handsome than Stanley.

Xyla could not help but wonder if Stanley would be even more popular than Josh Batton if he joined the entertainment industry.

Although Josh was already very good-looking, Five Batton was even more handsome than the former.

Unfortunately, Stanley was not interested in that industry at all.

When Stanley turned his head around, their eyes met.

“What are you looking at?” He asked.

“Do you know Josh Batton? I was thinking, if you were to join the entertainment industry, you would probably be more popular than Josh Batton.”

“So what?” Stanley asked in his usual aloofness, almost as if money meant nothing to him.

Xyla felt truly curious as to how this person could think of money as being unimportant.

Any normal human would be tempted by the amount of five to six hundred million dollars.