Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 528

Originally, the foreign noblewoman had no interest in that bag at all. However, she changed her mind as she saw Xyla Quest try on the bag, a strong desire to own the bag rising within her. Pointing at the bag in Xyla's hand, she turned to face the salesgirl and demanded. "Is there any stock left for that bag? I'll take it."

She had the typical foreigner's accent when speaking the language of Country Z.

The salesgirl shook her head helplessly in response. "No, Miss. That's a limited edition and there are only two in our store. We just sold one earlier, and that is the only one left." Without hesitation, the foreign noblewoman strode toward Xyla and pointed at the bag in her hand. "Give it to me..."

Xyla and Stanley frowned at her rude and overbearing attitude.

"I'm going to buy this," said Xyla.

She would never hand over the bag to this woman.

If this person had spoken nicely to her in the first place, she would consider giving her the bag and sacrificing herself. However, there was no reason for her to do so since she was so impolite. "Pfft... People of Country Z. Get, out..." The foreign noblewoman rolled her eyes at Xyla.

Then, she snatched the bag from Xyla and hung it around her own arm, a cold glance which landed on the salesgirls followed soon after. "I'm taking this, wrap it up for me... Don't let any Country Z people come in today. I hate them the most." The foreign noblewoman added.

Her words had stirred the anger within Xyla instantaneously.

She did not mind being insulted but she could never accept people insulting her country!

As a foreigner who chose to visit Country Z herself, she was asking the citizens of Country Z to get out and she even said that she hated to be here. What kind of logic was that?

As Stanley was standing beside them, his face darkened after hearing the nonsense blurted from the lady's mouth. Coldness swirled around him as if it was going to freeze everything around him. "This is Country Z. You're the one who should get out of here," Xyla responded coldly, "Where did you get your confident sense of superiority from? You should behave yourself in our place. If you hate the people here, just get lost."

"Who do you think you are? Talking to me like that? Do you know who I am?" The foreign noblewoman rebuked in an indifferent tone. "How dare you tell me to get lost?"

"What's wrong with that?" Xyla sneered. "I don't care who you are. Now that we're in Country Z, anyone who disrespects our people should leave."

Throughout their conversation, Stanley had remained silent. All he did was pull out his phone and send a message.

"Pfft... Do you think I'll leave just because you ask me to? You think you own the mall?" The foreign noblewoman raised her voice and bellowed.

"I'm sorry but this mall is really run by my family." Xyla answered with an apathetic face.

"I was wondering why the air in the mall was so bad today? So it was you that polluted the air." The foreign noblewoman was full of disdain.

Following that statement, the general manager of the mall entered the store with a large group of security guards behind him.

There were about a hundred of them.

Almost all eyes fell on the group of people as they marched into the store out of nowhere.

Consequently, many people were drawn to the Dior store because of them.

Very soon, the store was surrounded by countless passersby who were ready to watch the drama happening at the store.

The foreign noblewoman was extremely shocked by the spectacular line-up of the security guards. Her fists clenched tightly as she glared at Xyla as well as Stanley. She then pointed at the group of security guards and questioned them, "What are you all trying to do? You people... Beat the sh*t out of them!"

Hearing the order, the bodyguards she brought with her began to attack the security guards but they were clearly at the disadvantage as the security guards outnumbered them.

Soon, all the bodyguards were defeated on the ground, unable to stand up.

Panic was written all over the foreign noblewoman's face. Furious with her loss, she pointed at the crowd and yelled, "You.. All of you, stop! Otherwise, I'll make you eat your words!" "Bring it on then." Stanley spoke indifferently. A strong, apathetic aura exuded from him, shielding his true self from other people.

"Kick them out of here!" Stanley glared at the general manager of the mall again and ordered.