Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2

Three years later, a stunning woman opened her eyes slowly as she stretched her arms in a big, soft bed.

While Xyla Quest could feel an aching sensation in her body, she heard running water from the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, she could vaguely see a person's figure moving around in the bathroom.

After stretching her arms yet again, Xyla murmured, "Hmm… Georgie, what time is it now? Why does my body hurt all over?"

Xyla sounded very soft, almost as if she were like a marshmallow.

Creak.

When the bathroom door was opened, a tall man appeared before her.

With only a white towel wrapped around his lower body, his muscular chest, sexy eight-packs, and perfectly firm abs were fully visible.

Meanwhile, droplets of water that slowly slid down his neck made him look even more alluring.

Such a perfectly sculpted face without a hint of warmth in his cheeks made the man feel very unapproachable.

Despite being the apex of beauty in humanity, he was also far unreachable.

Xyla suddenly thought of the phrase, "A beautiful person is like god's gift to earth. While the man owns 70% of all beauty, the remaining 30% of beauty is spared for all humankind."

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Xyla asked with a frown while she frightfully pulled the duvet tightly over her body.

While the man raised his brows, he began approaching her and looked down at her arrogantly. "Shouldn't you ask yourself that question first?"

It was impossible to gauge his current emotion from his eyes. There was a strong aura of oppression that came from his body.

Hearing this, Xyla immediately ran through the possible scenarios in her head before a sense of shame washed over her as she realized what must have happened.

This was all her fault!

Drinking really did cause her problems! Was this a form of inter-marital cheating?

Although Xyla had been married for two years, she still did not know what her husband looked like.

However, their relationship was real, and so was the promise they made in the past.

Last night, Xyla Quest and Georgie Clementine had a little too much to drink at the bar. Since they were unable to drive after drinking too much, they decided to get a room upstairs.

Xyla recalled that Georgie was the first to head upstairs. Meanwhile, Xyla herself felt the urge to puke and had gone to the restroom downstairs.

After that, she remembered entering the room and drinking a glass of water by the bed before turning the lights off and lying down.

Later, she felt tremendously uncomfortable all over…

Therefore, Xyla must have entered the wrong room!

"Alright. It's my fault. I will take full responsibility for you. Make an offer," Xyla said.

"An offer? Are you sure you can afford me?" The man raised his brows while his voice remained cold as before.

Chuckle. This woman was indeed interesting. What did she think he was? A male prostitute?

"Even if you are very expensive, I'm sure 500,000 should be enough. Even a popular celebrity would accept such an offer. What do you say about keeping this a secret if I pay you that much?"

If word got out about what happened, it would only do Xyla harm. Resolving this issue with money was the best way to go about it.

"A popular celebrity? How can they even compare to me?" The man asked gloomily.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The sound of a phone ringing cut their conversation short as the man walked into the bathroom with his phone.

After that, a cold voice could be heard. "If that's the case, get it done and over with."

After the bathroom door was closed, Xyla could not hear anything further. Her body began to tremble as goosebumps appeared all over her body.

What did he mean by 'get it over and done with'?

Could he be a gangster? Was he the kind of person who killed others without batting an eyelid?

From his appearance, he was probably the man who called the shots. However, Xyla felt such a shame that a handsome man like him worked in this field.

Knowing that she could not afford to think about this too much, Xyla quickly got out of bed and put her clothes on before leaving a cheque worth 500,000 dollars on the ground.

Casually, she glanced at the dressing mirror decorated with gold and diamond jewelry. Her graceful figure came into view.

From her reflection, she seemed like a different person from who she was three years ago. Now, she had a head full of long, black, and curly hair that dangled over her waist. With luscious red lips and a fair complexion, she almost looked like a fairy.