Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)

Chapter 135

Although the other men were equally frightened by Stanley Batton and tried to escape by crawling away, none of them had the energy to do it.

They were all trembling in fear.

The sounds of the metal rattling against the ground and Stanley’s footsteps were like the sounds of hell calling out to them.

In fact, these men were afraid that they might die right there and then when Stanley struck them with the metal bat.

Once Stanley arrived before the bald man, he frowned and pressed the edge of the metal bat against the man’s forehead. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Speak. Who sent you here?” Stanley asked.

“We… We…” The bald man continuously shook his head with a frightful expression on his face.

“Speak,” Stanley commanded coldly. He sounded like a king determining whether his subject lived or died.

As soon as Stanley said the word, he began to exert force on the metal bat.

“If you don’t wish to die,” Stanley added.

“My big brother sent me here. He told me that his friend doesn’t like you and wanted to teach you a lesson. He even gave me your picture, asked me to wait for you outside the hotel and to take action when the right moment came,” the bald man quickly said without missing a single detail.

After hearing all this, Stanley could guess who the person was.

It was Tom Sullivan.

“Who is your big brother?” Stanley asked.

"Felix Hudson, an employee of the second housekeeper of the Black Tiger Gang in Atlantis. Sir, can you please spare me? I’m begging you,” the bald man said.

“Felix Hudson…” Stanley raised his brows. His gaze was turning colder every second.

“I have told you everything. Can you spare this lowly life that I am?” The bald man begged.

After tossing the metal bat aside, Stanley walked directly to a black Honda before taking out a black leather rope.

After that, he tied all six men together before calling the police.

When the large men saw what he did, they began to panic on the inside.

Realizing that Xyla was still standing with her feet bare, Stanley elegantly bent over and placed her silver heels in front of her.

He then carefully put them on for her.

Every single action was gentle, almost as if he was wiping dust off antique items.

Stanley seemed like a completely different person compared to when he was fighting.

At that moment, Xyla felt as if his finger contained an electric current that would seep through her skin whenever he touched her. The electric current seemed to travel directly to her heart each time.

Since Stanley’s left elbow was still hurting, he frowned slightly and shook his left arm gently.

Xyla’s heart tightened.

“Does your elbow hurt a lot? Let me see it,” she said.

“It’s fine. But you’ll have to drive us later,” he said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the car and got into the passenger’s side.

Xyla quickly followed him and entered the car from the driver’s side.

In the car, Xyla could smell a pleasant scent, which was not too overwhelming. It was rather dark inside.

Xyla turned on the lights in the car and moved closer to Stanley. Gently, she picked up his right hand, unbuttoned his sleeve and carefully rolled it up.

By then, Stanley’s entire elbow was swollen and had a visible bruise. It hurt Xyla to even look at it.

“How does it feel when I press it like this?” Xyla gently pressed the swollen part in the middle.

“It’s bearable,” Stanley said as he frowned slightly. There was no visible change in his facial expression.

“What about this?” Xyla touched her elbow gently once again.

“Ouch… That hurt a little more,” he said.

Xyla did not say anything as she continued to touch his elbow carefully. She kept her eyes on his face to observe changes in his facial expression.