Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2049

Xyla Quest took the white chrysanthemums from Stanley Batton before kneeling to place them on the ground to pay her respects to her father, Jeremy Quest.

“Dad, I’m here to see you,” she said, moving closer to the tombstone and hugging it tightly.

The tombstone was akin to a metaphorical knife that stabbed into her heart, causing tears to trickle down her face without her realizing it, blurring her vision.

“Dad, I’m sorry. I came late. How are you doing up there?” Xyla asked.

No matter what she said in the past, her father would always reply. But now, it was no longer possible.

She would never be able to hear his voice again.

Right then, memories of her and her father appeared in her mind like an old film playing before her eyes.

Stanley Batton's brows furrowed before kneeling to pay his respects.

He then gently ruffled Xyla’s hair and glanced at Jeremy Quest’s photo on the tombstone. “Dad, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of Xyla. I won’t let her suffer a day for the rest of her life,” he vowed in earnest.

Xyla continued to hug the tombstone as she thought to herself, ‘I’ll avenge you, Dad. I don’t care how strong that nine-tailed demon fox is, but I will surely avenge you.’

At that moment, she hated the demon fox more than anything.

It should’ve targeted her. Why did it kill her father to punish her?

Stanley’s heart ached again seeing Xyla cry, but he only sat silently next to her and accompanied her in her grief.

They sat in front of Jeremy’s tombstone for a long time.

By nightfall, Xyla began to feel cold. Only then did she slowly stand up to gaze at Stanley. “Let’s go back.”

He nodded and carefully picked her up, bringing her away from the cemetery.

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Xyla didn’t utter a word after getting into the car.

“Xyla, will you go upstairs to check on the children? They missed you. They’ve been looking around the room for you after you left in the afternoon.”

They weren't, but Sharon fibbed in hopes of distracting her from her woes.

Xyla wordlessly walked up the stairs with her husband and mother-in-law following close behind, both wearing visibly glum expressions on their faces.

After making her way upstairs, Xyla entered the nursery to find six other nannies there apart from Wilson Batton.

She wasn’t used to having so many strangers in the house so suddenly.

The nannies surrounded the children then, attempting to make them laugh.

Beep, beep, beep—

Stanley’s phone started to ring.