The Ugly Lady Strikes Back novel Chapter 478

When their eyes met, Xyla Quest felt as if her heart was on fire.

Her ears couldn’t help but turn red.

“Are you hungry?” Stanley Batton asked.

“No, but I’m feeling thirsty…” Xyla shook her head.

“What would you like to drink?”

“Lemonade.”

Without saying anything in response, Stanley stood up, walked into the kitchen, and started getting to work in front of the kitchen table.

While Xyla watched him work from behind, she felt a warm sensation in her heart.

Suddenly, Xyla thought of his sister. She got up and walked to the door of the kitchen and leaned against it as she watched him slicing a lemon intently. “How’s Catherine doing?”

Stanley glanced up at Xyla. He carefully dropped two slices of lemon into an expensive-looking acrylic crystal glass. “Yeah. She’s already been discharged from the hospital and is now resting at home.”

“Where does she live?” Xyla asked.

“In my house,” Stanley answered.

“Why don’t we let her stay with us? We can look after each other,” Xyla said.

“It’s okay. Someone will look after her,” Stanley said while adding honey and warm water into the glass before mixing the drink carefully.

Although it was a simple glass of lemonade, he made it seem much classier.

Xyla nodded without asking anything else.

“What do you want for dinner? I’ll prepare it in advance,” Stanley said before handing the glass of lemonade to her.

“I haven’t decided. I’ll let you know once I have,” Xyla said.

“Okay. I’ve found out that the person who framed me for cheating on you is Mary Sullivan,” Stanley said.

The people on his computer screen were all high-level executives from Dragon Group.

At this moment, they were having their group’s quarterly meeting.

All the important members of the group were present.

Right then, a high-level executive from the marketing department was giving a serious presentation about his department’s performance.

Beep, beep, beep…

Suddenly, Stanley’s phone began to vibrate. When he saw that it was a call from Xyla, he immediately removed his headphones and picked up.

His ice-cold expression suddenly melted away.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I’ve decided what I want for dinner. I want steak and spaghetti. I want the fillet steak medium rare, and I want a tomato-based sauce for the spaghetti,” Xyla said solemnly.