The Ugly Lady Strikes Back novel Chapter 560

Xyla Quest enjoyed the food served today very much, especially the plum braised ribs. It tasted amazing. Her appetite was much better before too.

Noticing her love for the ribs, Stanley Batton reached for the ribs and fed her intimately.

When the crowd saw the pair’s sweet interaction, jealousy began to stir in their hearts again.

Jeremy Quest looked at them with a satisfied expression etched on his face. “Gee, how good it is to be young…”

Memories of him feeding Xyla’s mother when they were young flashed in his mind.

Xyla smiled at her father. “Daddy, why aren’t you eating?”

Jeremy teased her. “I’m already full from looking at you lovebirds. What kind of sweet love is this?”

“Daddy, hurry up and eat something,” said Xyla, embarrassed.

“Alright, I will. Stan, have some food as well. She’s not handicap. She can eat with her own hands,” Jeremy joked again.

However, Stanley did not say anything. He gave Jeremy a polite smile and continued to feed Xyla.

“Aye, when will a sweet romance like this be mine?”

“Stop asking for it. Maybe we just don’t deserve it.”

“I want to be Xyla Quest so badly…”

The young ladies in the hall started to blurt their feelings as they could no longer hide their envy.

Xyla, on the other hand, had heard too much of such comments tonight, so there was not much reaction from her.

Instead, Jeremy was super proud with his daughter as well as his son-in-law. The more compliments Xyla received, the prouder Jeremy felt.

Ron Batton answered his call within a second or two.

His face appeared on the phone screen.

When Xyla saw his face, a smile blossomed on her face involuntarily.

On the phone screen, a kind smile had also appeared on Ron's face as soon as he saw the two of them. “Stan, Xyla, how are you doing?”

“Hello Grandpa, we’re fine. Grandpa, I have a question for you,” Stanley said before switching the camera to Henry.

Soon, Henry’s face appeared in the camera.

“Is this your friend?” Stanley asked.

“Yes… Yes, he’s my friend, Henry… Henry, what are you doing there?”