Xyla glanced coldly at the two of them. Hand in hand and without warning, Xyla and Stanley strode across the room and sat beside Jeremy cheerfully. “Sorry Daddy, we’re late. We got stuck in the traffic.”
Xyla was sitting next to Jeremy while Stanley was next to Tom Sullivan.
“No worries, Xyla… We have just gotten here too,” May responded with a friendly smile.
Likewise, Xyla returned her a polite smile.
“Are you feeling better now?” May asked again.
“Yeah,” Xyla answered indifferently and showed no interest in continuing the conversation.
“Waiter, the food can be served now.” Jeremy casually waved at the waiter who was standing right beside their table.
Though it seemed as if the waiter had just left, the dishes were prepared quickly, and their orders arrived in no time. It was a feast, indeed. There were various arrays of food on the table, ranging from seafood to all kinds of meat and vegetables. when all the eighteen dishes had been served, the big round table had barely any space left uncovered by food.
After the last dish had been placed on the table, Jeremy put the candles on Xyla’s cake and lit them up.
Everyone began to sing the birthday song in unison for Xyla. Then, Xyla made a wish in front of the cake before she blew out the candles.
Xyla was smiling from the beginning of the birthday song. She was clearly in a good mood the whole time. Shortly after Xyla was done cutting the cake, she sat down and joined the others to drink and enjoy the meal.
Throughout the night, Tom could not stop himself from stealing glances at Xyla.
In comparison to the gloomy and eerie creature next to him, Xyla’s smile was so much more beautiful, and so was her face. Xyla was like the brightest star shining in the sky. Whereas Emily Quest, who was sitting right beside him, was the stinkiest rock in the gutter.
The more Xyla glowed, the more he regretted the decision he had made. Had he known that Xyla could become so stunning, he would never have been seduced by Emily, that stinky little rock.
Though Xyla could feel that Tom’s eyes upon her, she could not care any less about him, she was focused on the food. From time to time, she would reach over with her chopstick to help refill Jeremy’s and Stanley’s bowls, paying no attention to Tom at all. Besides, Stanley was still holding her hand under the table. Sweetness was overflowing.
Emily’s gaze slowly shifted from Tom to Xyla, who was thriving at the moment. Hatred and resentment pulsed through her veins as if they would consume her if she continued to stay in the room.
The same went for May.
On the other hand, Jeremy looked at Xyla and Stanley with a delighted expression etched on his face. “Xyla, Stan, it seems like the two of you are getting closer and sweeter since I last saw you.”
Stanley smiled at him. “It’s true.”
He then turned to meet Xyla’s eyes, where the lovebirds smiled at each other knowingly.
“Have you considered having a baby? I’d love to have a grandchild!” Jeremy added.
“It’s up to Xyla to decide whether or not to have children,” Stanley said Without hesitation.
Xyla was very comfortable with his answer. She found herself grinning happily as her eyes fell on Jeremy. “To be honest, I hope to concentrate on my career for now. I don’t want to have children so early yet.”
“That’s fine too. We all respect your decision,” said Jeremy.
Halfway through the dinner, Georgie Clementine gave Xyla a call.
Grabbing the phone from the table, Xyla rose to her feet and walked out of the room, leaning against the wall as she answered the call.
“I’ve sent you a birthday allowance on WeChat just now. Why haven’t you accepted it?” Georgie asked from the other end of the call.
“I’ll accept it later.” Xyla smiled. “I didn’t notice it just now. ”
“Speaking of which, what’s going on between you and Stanley? Why did you forgive him so easily?” Georgie continued to interrogate her.
While Xyla slowly approached the window with the phone held tightly in her palm, she began to explain the whole incident to Georgie in earnest, trying not to miss any details.
Upon hearing Xyla’s story, Georgie stopped dead in her tracks. “What? Dragon Group? The young master! Stanley Batton is the young master of Dragon Group?”
Xyla’s response was to chuckle simply. She turned around and leaned against the window sill as she replied, “Correct.”
However, the door of the private room her family was in flung open as soon as she turned around, followed by Tom marching out from inside.
