The car window was halfway down. The man casually smoked as he looked at her; his eyes were filled with adoration.
Xyla Quest pulled out her car key to unlock her red Maserati before walking up to him. “Why are you still here?”
“I’m waiting for you.”
“Okay…”
“I have something to show you,” he added.
“What is it?” Xyla’s eyes widened, attentive and brimming with curiosity.
Stanley Batton took a deep puff at the cigarette, a mischievous gaze following soon after. “You’ll find out soon.”
Xyla could not bear the suspense. “Don’t keep me guessing. Go on!”
“Get in the car…” Stanley tittered.
Without further ado, Xyla got into her red Maserati obediently and drove off.
Stanley’s black Bentley Arnage followed after her.
As soon as the car left the gate, Xyla was utterly shocked by the view in front of her.
The two sides of the road were filled with countless pots of fiery red roses. The flower-filled road stretched into the distance as far as the eyes could see. It was just like a borderless sea of roses.
The rosy fragrance diffused in the air and filled her, keeping her mind refreshed.
Was this what he wanted to show her?
Xyla immediately stopped her car, stunned.
Very soon, the Bentley Arnage approached her and pulled up next to her.
Xyla lowered the car window eagerly. She gaped at him in bewilderment and asked, “Is this what you wanted to show me?”
“Yeah. Keep driving,” Stanley urged.
He wanted her to keep driving.
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