FreeNovelWhere could one find a loving husband like Stanley Batton? However, the executive soon realized he had said something inappropriate. "I'm sorry, that was inappropriate. I got too excited and said the wrong thing." "It's fine," Stanley replied.
The guy was speechless as Stanley was very tolerant today.
"All right, we're done for the day. Nobody needs to work overttoday," Stanley declared.
Everyone cheered internally.
Perhaps Xyla Quest could attain more accomplishments so that people would shower her with compliments, resulting in the staff being able to leave work on tdaily. While everyone watched, Stanley took out his phone and dialed Xyla's number. "Honey, what are you up to?" He sounded completely different from when he talked to other people.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, everyone had gotten used to it.
They all exchanged glances before letting out a long sigh of relief.
"I'm working. What about you?" she asked.
"My meeting just ended, so I'm coming over to see you shortly," he replied.
"You'd better not. I bet many reporters would converge outside the building. Once they see you, they would start bugging you again," she warned.
"It doesn't matter." He missed her, and he wanted to see her.
Besides, he happened to be free then, if for no other particular reason.
"All right then. Can you please geta cup of strawberry-flavored milk tea on your way over?" Xyla asked. "Okay, sure thing." Zack Cassidy followed at a respectful distance behind Stanley.
He used to think that Xyla was very lucky to marry Stanley, but now, it seemed that Stanley was the lucky one. What kind of divine woman was Xyla? She was such a capable woman, and together, they were a match made in heaven as they were both unstoppable in their own rights. They were living the dream, so who wouldn't be jealous of them? Zack definitely was.
Leaving his office, Stanley made his way to Quest Group with up to a hundred bodyguards.
By then, the crowd that was gathered in front of Quest Group's building had already dispersed leaving only a large group of reporters.
Security guards were doing their best to maintain order.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Stanley's bodyguards saw them, they got out of their cars and split the group of reporters into two, clearing a path for him.
As the passenger door opened, Stanley stepped out of the car in his spotless black leather shoes,
unfolding his long legs, tall physique with a perfect face to appea in front of everyone. e
He exuded an air of cool aloofness with his perfect looks, akin to the brightest star in the sky.
It was not surprising that all the female reporters were captivated by him, falling instantly in love with him. Stanley's facial expression remained cold and indifferent as he strode toward the entrance with the cup of strawberry-flavored milk tea Xyla wanted.
His eyes were fixed on the entrance, ignoring everybody else around him.
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