Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 433

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Meanwhile, Sharon Lidth and Rebecca Robin strutted into Xyla Quest’s ward with a large group of bodyguards behind them. A various array of tonics and supplements were carried by the guards.

Xyla and Georgie Clementine were left speechless. The group’s grand arrival was a first for both of them and they were unsure how to register the situation in their minds.

Their eye-catching entrance somewhat reminded Xyla of a Chinese drama she had watched a few years prior, called the Empresses in the Palace. There was a scene where the Emperor rewarded Zhen Huan with treasures as far as the eye could see. She felt very much like Zhen Huan at the moment.

Xyla did a mental headcount of the bodyguards. There were about thirty of them, each holding no less than three boxes of tonics and supplements.

Even without knowing their actual price, Xyla estimated that each individual tonic could easily cost up to five digits and above.

Sharon casually waved a hand before turning back to look at the bodyguards. “Find somewhere to put the things.”

Hearing the order, the bodyguards began placing the items on the coffee table, on the sofa, and even on the floor.

When they were done, the coffee table barely had any space to put anything else.

Arm in arm and without warning, Sharon and Rebecca darted across the ward toward Xyla, asking about her condition with concerned faces. “How are you feeling Xyla? Does it hurt anywhere?”

It took a moment for Xyla to recover from all the shock but she shook it off and smiled at both of them. “I’m fine, Aunt Sharon, Aunt Rebecca. But… Why did you get all this for me? Isn’t this a bit excessive?”

Embarrassment set in as she finally managed to grasp the situation before her.

What on earth had she done to deserve such royal treatment from her aunts?

“The tonics and supplements will help with your post-surgery recovery. They’re nothing much but we hope you’ll find them useful. Your Aunt Sharon and I split the costs,” explained Rebecca.

They’re nothing much? Questions were swimming in Xyla’s head.

Does money just grow on trees her aunts grew?