Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 650

#Xyla Quest replaces Canelo in the Spring Playoff Semifinals# appeared as the third hot topic of the day.

Without further ado, Xyla Quest tapped the topic and scrolled through it. The first thing that caught her eyes was the declaration post uploaded by Team QPG’s official account. Canelo’s injury and the news about her replacing him in the playoff semifinals were all clearly stated in the post.

The comment section below exploded with exhilaration.

The breaking news had successfully won great attention from all over the world.

“From the video about her playing with Amigo at the cyber cafe, I think she’ll nail it!”

“I haven’t seen a female player from our region in years. She’ll definitely become a household name if she manages to win the game.”

“Honestly speaking, I don’t know what’s so great about her. Why is everyone calling her pretty? There are many better-looking girls out there, okay? Countless people can’t make their debut as a professional gamer even after a lifetime of trying. How can she represent her team out of nowhere?”

“Dude, why are you so mean? There are many more girls who are better-looking than Xyla? Where are they? Show us, can you? You keep judging her appearance, what about you? Are you prettier than her?”

“I’ll tell you why, my friend. It is because Xyla is rich. It is because Xyla is attractive. It is because Xyla is undoubtedly skilled in video games. Get it?”

It seemed that everyone had faith in her.

All thanks to the exposed video at the cyber cafe.

Paying no notice to the negative comments about her, Xyla exited Weibo with delight and flipped open the files on her desk.

In addition to the training at Team QPG’s base later, she also had to accompany her father to Belrynna in the evening. Whether it was regarding Quest Property Group or X Entertainment, she ought to finish all the work as fast as possible.

Buzz buzz buzz…

Her phone vibrated right after she went through the first document.

Though she had a lot to do, she instantly picked up the call seeing that it was from Josh Batton.

On the other end of the phone, Josh sat alone at a round table in front of a cafe. He was wearing a black trench coat, a white dress shirt, and a pair of black trousers, looking exceptionally charming.

His hair was neatly parted in 3:7, and the light makeup perfectly adorned his look.

There were many photographers, makeup artists, and lightning technicians around him.

All of them were busy setting up the equipment in preparation for his street photography.