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 Xyla’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 overhearing her.
This feeling was f*cking depressing.
Xyla was not interested in keeping her entertained. She gently pushed her away and descended the stairs.
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