Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 378

What was going on? How did Xyla Quest know the vice president's wife?

And...

Why was the vice president's wife treating Xyla so dearly as they were pretty close? Xyla had the vice president's wife to back her up now, what about her?

Xyla was still lost in bewilderment and consternation. Her gaze on the vice president's wife was as numb as before.

"What's wrong? Don't you remember me, Aunt Rebecca?" Rebecca Robin asked.

Xyla shook her head. "No, of course I remember... I just didn't expect that you... you're... the vice president's wife."

Rebecca laughed cheerfully. "Let's not talk about that. My dear, what are those people talking about?"

Before Xyla could even speak a word, the surrounding people began to describe the whole incident to Rebecca, fearing to lag behind the others.

Needless to say, these people had to take Xyla's side as they noticed that the vice president's wife was supporting Xyla.

The few noblewomen who went with the flow and scolded Xyla started to tremble and shiver right now.

Mary Sullivan was terrified to the extreme that her heart was pounding out of her chest as she heard the description of the crowd about the incident. Her face was reddened with shame before it gradually turned pale.

Her arrogance had completely vanished without a trace, too.

Originally, she wanted to turn Xyla Quest into a joke in front of everyone.

Nevertheless, little did she know, she had made a monkey out of herself instead of Xyla in the end.

If she knew that she would end up this way, she would never have made a scene between both of them and attracted so many people's attention.

She felt so regretful that her stomach was in knots.

Mary stood still right there, feeling unsure if she should flee or stay as neither was helpful to her. Her body was extremely heavy as if it was filled with lead. The vice president's wife was so nice to Xyla. She would definitely punish her for targeting Xyla, right?

"Oh, really?" Rebecca slowly dropped her gaze on Mary's face.

In the next second, Rebecca's eyes were tinged with a touch of coldness. They were completely different from the way they looked at Xyla just now.

Mary was trembling unconsciously the moment Rebecca stared at her. Her heart almost stopped beating.

"Actually, it's all a misunderstanding..." Mary carefully responded. The blush on her face spreaded all the way to her ears as well as her neck. She hardly dared to breathe. "Misunderstanding? It doesn't sound like a misunderstanding to me. Girl, don't you think you owe Xyla an apology for humiliating her like that?"

"I... I..." Mary did not know how to respond. Her mind was a mess.

Should she apologise? How embarrassing was that?

However, this woman would not forgive her if she did not apologise, would she? If she accidentally implicated the Sullivan family because of this, she would definitely be kicked out of the house. Xyla felt much more relieved as she looked at the way Mary winced unpleasantly.

When she thought of that, Mary took a breath and forced herself to look into Xyla's eyes. She lowered her head courteously and apologised. "I'm... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have slandered you..."

Xyla heaved a heavy breath. She was too lazy to confront her anymore. She just wanted to proceed to the auction as soon as possible. Therefore, she ignored Mary and blinked at Rebecca Robin. "Aunty... Let's go in. The auction is about to start... I don't want to waste my time."

"Yes, I know." Rebecca nodded repeatedly. Her eyes were overflowed with immense tenderness.

The next moment, Rebecca raised her hand and threw Mary a cold glance. "What's your name?"

Mary was sitting at the edge of the seat when she heard the question.

She did not know if she should answer the question. If she did and Rebecca knew that she was from the Sullivan family, would she vent her wrath upon the Sullivans?

If she did not answer, it would not help either. After all, Rebecca could look into it, or she could simply hear from Xyla that bitch.

Therefore, she had no choice but to answer obediently, "Mary... Mary Sullivan."