Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 2449

"You act like a spoiled brat all day long," Xyla Quest said while pinching Lynette Batton's nose affectionately.

"Mom, that's nonsense. I'm not a spoiled brat!" her daughter retorted with a pout.

She seemed to be full of energy.

"All right, stop horsing around. I've asked the nanny to cook a feast, so let's eat," Xyla said.

"Okay. Hearing that makes me hungry. My stomach is already rumbling!" Lynette exclaimed while rubbing her stomach dramatically.

"You're such a clown," her mother said.

After that, the three of them sat at the dining table.

The nanny proved to have impressive culinary skills.

She had prepared five dishes in total, including herbal chicken soup. The rest of the dishes consisted of shredded cured meat, eggplant with minced meat, baked chicken, and a mixed salad. The three of them enjoyed the home-cooked meal immensely.

Contrary to popular beliefs, the Battons were nothing like how their wealthy status implied. Their regular diet didn't include expensive wagyu beef, caviar, or truffles.

It was because of Xyla that they remained down-to-earth. To her, it was necessary to instill a healthy view of consumption in her children. Excessive spending was not a requirement to achieve this goal.

It didn't take long for them to finish their meals. They then gathered in the living room to catch up with each other.

"Lynette, my company is filming a talent show. Would you like to take part in it?" Xyla asked as she glanced at her daughter, knowing that becoming an idol was her dream.

Still, it was better to ask Lynette directly than to assume out of consideration.

"Really? Of course, I would!" Lynette's eyes lit up at the news.

"Great!" she nodded with an approving grin. "I have arranged for the show to start filming in the next month or so."

"There's only a month left, though. I have to practice hard after classes from tomorrow onwards," the young student said as she rubbed her chin in contemplation.

"Don't exhaust yourself, okay? I will support you in chasing your dreams no matter what," she assured her daughter, patting her head gently.

"I know I have to put in a lot of effort to achieve my dreams. Don't worry, Mommy. I am mentally prepared to work harder than I ever have," Lynette said firmly. Leon Batton stood nearby and observed the two. He was like a sculpture with distinct facial features. Without realizing it, he began to smile.

"All right, Darling. I know you've

mentally prepared yourself. However, as your mother, I don't want you to suffer too much.

Anyway, I'll always be there to protect you, no matter what," she said with a pleased smile upon seeing how determined Lynette was in pursuing her dreams.

"Me too," Leon finally spoke up after maintaining his silence while they chatted.

"That's so great. With my Mom and big brother around, I won't fear whatever challenges lie ahead," Lynette sighed, feeling touched by their show of support.

She was fortunate to have such an

open-minded family. After all, most prominent and wealthy families seemed reluctant to let their children work their way up the conventional way. They also looked down on careers as an idol.

The sky gradually darkened as they chatted, so they retired to their own rooms to rest.

Leon took a hot bath to drive away his exhaustion.

He emerged from the bathroom an hour later in a black silk robe, his dark hair still damp as water droplets dripped past his adam's apple and trickled down his tanned chest. He looked sinfully attractive.

He walked over to the couch step by

step, opening his arms wide before sinking onto the soft cushion. Moonlight seeped through the window to shine on the floor illuminating it.

Leon became lost in thought as he stared at the glistening reflection of the moonlight.

Would he receive a slice of toast tomorrow?