Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 1089

Originally, Xyla Quest wanted to go back to Quest Group. But seeing that it was late, she decided to head home.

Hence, she called Stanley Batton on the phone as she drove.

“I’m ready to head home… Have you gotten home yet? I want to eat the dumplings you make tonight,” Xyla asked straightforwardly.

On the other end of the call, Stanley was still sitting in front of his laptop. As his hand accidentally touched the loudspeaker button, Xyla’s voice could now be heard in the entire office.

Suddenly, the employees who were paying serious attention to what Stanley was saying while they stared at their laptops were all stunned…

Stanley didn’t care either. Instead, he calmly switched off the loudspeaker function. After that, he slowly stood up and walked over to the huge French window. “Sure. What fillings do you want?” He looked down at the congested city calmly as he asked.

Although Stanley had walked away, the employees from various departments could still hear him clearly.

The expressions of everyone on the screen grew increasingly bizarre.

“Let’s go with a mixture of three types of fillings. Are you at home?” Xyla asked.

“Hmm… I’m in a meeting… I’ll head home immediately,” Stanley said.

“Forget it then. I’ll make it myself,” Xyla said.

“There’s no need… I’ll make it for you once I get home. The meeting here will be ending soon,” Stanley said.

“In that case, I’ll buy the ingredients,” Xyla said.

“Okay,” Stanley said.

After that, the two of them hung up at the same time.

Stanley slowly turned around. Instantly, his facial expression turned cold once again. He returned to the laptop…

On the screen, the employees who initially had odd looks in their eyes immediately resumed their originally serious sitting posture when they saw him coming over.

“Alright… That’s it for today’s meeting… Dismissed,” Stanley said indifferently.

After that, he directly turned off his laptop.

The next second, everyone in the company went crazy. The company’s main group chat was flooded—

“Huh? Didn’t he say today’s meeting would end at seven o’clock? Did he leave just like that after his wife said she wanted to eat dumplings?”