Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 1687

Xyla Quest knocked on the door.

“Come in…” Georgie Clementine said.

Xyla quickly opened the door.

There was a low, long table with many luxurious cushions around it.

Right then, Georgie was the only person inside. She was looking down at her phone.

Xyla removed her shoes and walked over to Georgie before sitting down next to her. She then glanced at Georgie’s phone. “What are you reading?” Xyla asked.

Georgie put her phone on the table and pushed it over to Xyla.

It was a news article from Weibo.

The title of the news article was ‘Wannabe Women of Atlantis’.

Immediately after that, the content of the article came into view.

It clearly stated how groups of such women existed in Atlantis.

All the women in these groups were young, superficial, and money-minded.

They worked to get closer to people in high society, and they all presented themselves as classy folks.

As they couldn’t afford the expensive lifestyle of upper-class folks, they came up with the idea of renting stuff.

Since the cost of renting was relatively high, they created groups like this that existed for everyone to rent various luxury goods, hotels, and cars…

Groups of ten would rent a purse together, groups of twenty would rent a high-class hotel room in the city center of Atlantis, and groups of thirty would rent a luxury car, and so on…

They would then post pictures on social media to create a fake image of themselves being well off to attract potential rich dates on the internet.

Xyla was no longer surprised by such things.

Since she grew up in a wealthy circle, she’d seen many things like this.

“It’s been kept a secret for the longest time. But, now, it’s all out under the sun… I heard that a netizen entered the group as a spy and posted screenshots of their conversations…” Georgie said.

“Oh… I see.” Xyla nodded. She still wasn’t too surprised.

“These girls are so young. Why can’t they do something else that’s decent?” Georgie shook her head helplessly.

“Some people will go to any lengths for money,” Xyla said blandly.

To people like Xyla, these chat records are practically a joke…

“Exactly…” Georgie shook her head helplessly again.

Right then, somebody pushed the door open from the outside…

Xyla and Georgie turned to look in the door’s direction simultaneously.

However, it wasn’t Henry Armstrong standing at the door…