NovelEnglishAs soon as the elevator door opened, Stanley Batton held Xyla Quest's hand and walked out of the elevator with her.
The elevator next to them opened at the stas well, where a few female employees who had just finished working overtcout from.
When they saw the two of them walking hand in hand, they stopped dead in their tracks, endless excitement and envy brimming in their eyes.
"They're really made for each other, aren't they? Only a beautiful fairy like her is truly the perfect match for our President." "Xyla Quest's body is really awesome, am I right? Her face is very stunning too. I bet she'll garner a lot of attention from the fans if she is involved in the entertainment industry." "What do people mean by the 'winner of life'? Just look at Xyla and you'll understand. Besides being born in a wealthy family, she has now found a perfect man like our President to be her husband as well." "Exactly. On top of that, the perfect man will obey her, spoiling her like a princess. I've never seen our President being so gentle to anyone before. I even heard that our President cooked for her, and he brough her to the meeting together with him today. My Lorddd... I'm so envious of her, sisters." The admiration and adoration in their tone was only amplified with each word they spoke.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn addition, there was a tinge of jealousy hidden behind their words too.
However, Xyla was totally unaware of their comments.
Cold breeze welcomed the lovely couple the moment they set foot outside the main door. Without hesitation, Stanley took off the black suit he was wearing and draped it over Xyla's shoulder. The scene looked exactly like a , and they were the male and female leads in the .
Once again, his small gesture had attracted the attention of those female employees again, their envy toward Xyla growing stronger and stronger.
"Ah... He's really spoiling her, isn't he? What kind of domineering-President-and-his-petite-wife is this?" "I always thought that if our President is in a relationship, his other half must be the one taking care of him. Guess I'm wrong!" "A man with a godlike existence like him has finally returned to the human world for Xyla. I feel nothing except jealousy." Under the attention of the ladies, Xyla wrapped herself tightly under Stanley's suit and left the office together with him.
Walking past her own car, she got into Stanley's black Honda directly.
The moment she sat in the car, she could not help but burst out laughing.
It was quite interesting as she thought about it. In the past, he purposely got himself a car like this in order to pretend to be poor. Furthermore, he had to drive this car to work everyday. Search the Find Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
She wondered what the employees of his company were thinking when they saw him driving in this car during those days. Did the bossy President buy an ordinary car because he was tired of driving a branded car? "What are you laughing at?" Stanley started the car in no time, his eyes were full of curiosity. "I'm laughing at you. You've been driving this car to work just to put on a show." "Speaking of which, it's tforto change my car." "Yeah." Xyla nodded in agreement.
"Let's go to pick a new car after going to the mall." "Sure." In the middle of their conversation, Stanley turned his car around and started speeding down the road under the stars.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm*** After Xyla and Stanley had finished their meals, they went to the Dior branch at Goldfield Plaza.
As soon as they stepped inside the store, Xyla saw a blonde, bluish-green-eyed woman was choosing the handbagsextravagantly. There was a big group of bodyguards standing around her. She was ordering bags, to be exact. Any bags she pointed at, the salesgirl would happily pick it up and place it on the counter for her. By now, there were dozens of bags on the counter already. Another salesgirl was busy counting the total amount of the bags.
As a girl who always shopped at the branded stores, Xyla had often m encountered wealthy ladies like her. Therefore, she was not surprised by her attitude at all.
Pulling Stanley by his hand, Xyla headed straight to the brand new off-white handbag that she fancied. She picked it up and hung it around her shoulder, asking Stanley for his opinion. "Does it look good on me?" X "Yeah." Though Stanley did not comment much on the bag, his eyes only expressed sincerity as he spoke that line.
While Xyla was indulging in the charm of the bag, the foreign noblewoman had shifted her gaze toward Xyla too.
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