To be honest, when Xyla Quest heard from Georgie Clementine about Tom Sullivan's downtrodden state, she wasn't as excited as Georgie on the inside.

In comparison, Xyla was much calmer.

It was probably because she already had her revenge against Tom previously.

Perhaps, it was also due to Emily Quest's death and all the bad things that happened to Tom and his family one after another. Xyla could already replace it in her to let the past stay in the past. The Sullivan family no longer deserved her emotions in any way.

Xyla felt that life was quite miraculous.

Often, when one felt that obstacles were impossible to get past, one would look back after overcoming such obstacles and think it wasn't all that bad after all.

Most of the feelings of hatred that one used to think were impossible to let go of might fade away as time went on. The better one lived, the sooner it all went away.

In fact, one might even laugh about all the things that used to hurt oneself.

All wounds left scars behind.

In the end, those scars became one's shield that would make one impenetrable.

Despite how much Tom and Emily hurt Xyla in the past, they were now nothing but a speck of dust in her life.

They'd be blown away by a single gust of wind...

In fact, they didn't deserve to linger in Xyla's memories.

After silently watching the night scenery for a while, Xyla turned around and walked back to her desk. She then retrieved a makeup mirror from her drawer and placed it in front of her. Immediately after that, she put all her cosmetic products on the desk.

Once she was done reapplying her makeup, she put everything back into place.

Right then, her phone started ringing again.

Beep, beep, beep...

It was a WeChat text from Georgie.

Georgie had sent her the location where they would have dinner tonight.

It was a newly opened, high-class Japanese restaurant in the city center.

After marking the location, Xyla

grabbed her beige Hermes purse et

and took her personal elevatore downstairs along with ten bodyguards.

She had come to work with two hundred bodyguards.

The remaining 190 bodyguards took the other elevators to get downstairs in batches.

Xyla was wearing a light-colored working suit.

She had on an ocean-blue knitted shirt and a pair of beige, high-waisted trousers and ocean-blue, velvet heels.

With the matching beige purse, she looked like a noble fairy.

Approximately an hour later, Xyla arrived at the Japanese restaurant Georgie had chosen in her red Maserati, escorted by an entourage of luxury cars.

After stopping in front of the

Japaurant while protected by her

è restaurant, Xyla entere

the

bodyguards.

This restaurant had a traditional Japanese design.

There wasn't any novelty about it.

It had warm lighting. Although the entire space didn't seem fancy, it was relatively warm and welcoming.

There were many diners in the Japanese restaurant at this hour.

The huge formation instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Many people subconsciously looked at Xyla's face.

When they saw it was Xyla herself, they all gasped silently.

Be it, men or women, they were all stunned by Xyla's beauty.

As everyone watched, Xyla led the group of people to the second floor of the restaurant.

Henry had booked the entire floor.

There weren't any other people on the second floor.

Xyla soon arrived in front of the room that Georgie had mentioned.

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