Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 127

"You..." Tom was exasperated. God knows where this rascal got his courage from!

Stanley said nothing else but made his way back into the ballroom like Tom was invisible to him.

The feeling of being ignored irritated Tom even more.

"Even if you don't agree, I'll still snatch Xyla back," Tom declared domineeringly as he stared at Stanley's back.

So what if the man was more handsome than he was? Other than his face, nothing else of his could compare to Tom. Moreover, no matter how heartless Xyla behaved, he had faith that Xyla still had feelings for him deep down inside. She was only just temporarily blinded. If Tom persevered, Stanley Batton would be no match for him.

Stanley paused, mildly raising his eyebrows once more but never turning back. "Delusional."

On the other side of the wall, Emily had heard everything clearly.

Her hands balled into fists.

Although she had always known the answer to many of her problems, hearing it with her own ears still shocked her and made her heartbroken!

What was so good about that b*tch, Xyla Quest? Other than a better looking outer shell, what else did she have?

Did these men have to be so easily entranced by her?

At that moment, she felt as if her heart had been torn into two by Tom's hands.

Her resentment and envy for Xyla had pushed her to the point of exploding.

The moment Stanley walked through the door, his gaze inadvertently met hers.

The ballroom was packed and lively. Everyone was busy chatting, drinking, and looking at Stanley Batton.

Stanley remained aloof as he made his way back to Xyla.

Tom opened up his WeChat application angrily, tapped into the chatroom with Assistant Carson, and typed in a few words. 'James Carson, once the wedding banquet is over, teach Stanley Batton a good lesson.'

James, who was busy drinking with his colleagues, glanced subconsciously at Stanley after receiving the WeChat message. After that, he replied to the message with a 'sure.'.

Emily lifted her skirt. Pretending not to have heard anything, she forced out a smile and hurried out the door to latch onto Tom's arm affectionately. "Brother Sullivan, what are you doing here? Let's continue with our toasts."

Tom frowned coldly as he followed Emily back into the ballroom to continue proposing toasts.

Just then, Stanley was busy getting food for Xyla. His gestures were gentlemanly and elegant. Xyla kept thanking him and smiling at him.

For Tom, even a minor scene like this felt as painful as glass shards piercing his skin.

As she looked at Tom's gaze, Emily started telling herself that she was Tom Sullivan's legitimate wife no matter what. There would be spotlights on her no matter where she went, and if she was hardworking enough, she would be able to safeguard her position.

At the thought of this, she felt a lot better. After taking in the envious stares of people around, she felt even better.

After all the toasts were done, Emily latched onto Tom's arm affectionately like nothing was wrong and made their way back to Xyla's table, sitting down right beside Xyla.

As soon as she sat down, Emily instantly leaned into Xyla's ear and said in a small voice, "Sister, to watch your little sister occupy your wondrous maiden's dream with your own eyes, does it make you happy?' "Wondrous dream?" Xyla could not resist a snigger.

Never for once did Xyla think that Emily was experiencing a beautiful dream. As an onlooker, Xyla knew full well how Tom was treating Emily.

"Isn't it so? From now on, my life will only shine brighter to the point of overpowering yours," Emily added.

"Good luck with that," Xyla replied indifferently before taking a scallion lobster and putting it in front of Stanley. "Honey, eat some more."

Just then, the music suddenly stopped.

The whole world was silent.

The several large screens that had been showcasing the newlyweds' bridal photos suddenly went black.

A white skull appeared on each of these large screens. Below the skulls was a black sentence in bold font 'Make Emily Quest debut as the centerpiece once again.' Everyone directed their attention to the large screen.