Whenever Xyla Quest was in a bad mood, Stanley Batton would buy her purses.

"I'd buy you a hundred as long as you're happy," he said.

"But I don't want purses anymore," she told him. "I already have all the newest designs."

"In that case, I'll buy you clothes," he countered.

Xyla considered briefly before nodding.

It was time to buy some new clothes as spring was around the corner.

She hadn't bought clothes for spring.

The two of them immediately came to a consensus, so he brought her to Goldfield Plaza.

News that the president and his wife were on the premises took everyone by surprise.

All the managers nervously approached them, following them from behind as the couple walked around for a while, only leaving them alone when Stanley told them to.

He purchased lots of clothes for Xyla as she practically selected everything she saw without even trying them on.

She did the same thing with brands of different qualities.

Within a short time, up to a hundred bodyguards behind them were already carrying multiple bags in their hands.

However, Xyla wasn't done yet and continued shopping.

All the customers in the mall were envious of this sight.

Which woman wouldn't want to live like Xyla?

People chattered everywhere Xyla and Stanley went.

"She's so lucky. We're all women, but why is her life so different from ours?"

"Didn't she just finish her postpartum recovery? My goodness. Rich people sure are different. She doesn't even look like she's delivered at all."

"Exactly! She still looks like a teenager. But Xyla hadn't gained much weight throughout her pregnancy. I guess she must have kept to a strict diet."

"Yeah, I couldn't tell she was pregnant at all. I envy Xyla so much. She's pretty and doesn't get fat when she's pregnant." "Stanley is very handsome. D*mn. We're both wearing white shirts and black suits, but why does he look so different?"

People who walked past them kept talking amongst themselves.

The two of them could hear what others said, but they were used to it and didn't show any reaction.

It was already eleven o'clock by the time they finished shopping.

Their

bags into their respective storage

tainguards put the shopping

in their cars as Stanley and

got into their car together.

As soon as the two of them got in, they received a call from Henry Armstrong-

Stanley hugged Xyla with one hand and picked up the call with his other hand. "What's up?"

"My wife and I are on the top floor of

thelous Bar. Would you like

to join us? Gary is here too, but only

the three of us are here. It's to

boring," Henry said.

Stanley immediately turned to look at his wife then. "What do you think? Do you want to go?"

Xyla had been very bored recently, so he figured that she might want to go out and have some fun.

She nodded enthusiastically.

***

Approximately half an hour later, Stanley held Xyla's hand and walked into Sky Garden on the top floor of Unconscious Bar.

By then, Henry, Gary Lakes, Georgie Clementine, and Josh Batton were all there, playing poker.

A warm light lit up the room, making it seem as bright as day as the four of them sat around a spotless table.

Henry wore a leisurely and casual outfit in a white, short-sleeved shirt with black pants.

Georgie wore a black Chanel dress, appearing professional and stunningly beautiful.

Gary looked gentlemanly in a black

shirt and black pants, while Josh sported a white shirt and a pairof long gray pants. He seemed moble yet refreshing.

Everyone appeared very elegant.

Nobody said much. Only the sound of poker cards being dealt could be heard.

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