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Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2220

Xyla Quest basically hadn't stopped talking the entire night while acting as host.

Her legs were in pain after standing all night long in four-inched high heels.

Not only that, but her throat also felt sore.

Stanley Batton immediately retrieved the single-use slippers he had prepared in advance, helping her to change into them. “I told you to hire an emcee, but you wouldn’t listen,” he chided gently.

“I think it would seem more sincere if I hosted the banquet myself," she replied in exhaustion.

“Indeed, it was, but you ended up exhausting yourself,” he said.

“But it was worth it, don’t you think so? We’ve raised a lot of money tonight, and these funds can help countless families.”

Whenever Xyla thought about this, she’d feel that all that exhaustion was worth it.

Stanley shook his head helplessly, but he still had an affectionate look on his face. “I don’t know what to do with you.”

She merely chuckled but didn’t reply.

Sharon Lindt gazed sadly at her. “I told you to wear flats, but you refused to listen. Do you know how bad it hurts now?”

Xyla laughed and pointed at her gown. “I wouldn’t look good in this gown if I wore flats.”

“Is it more important to look good or to feel comfortable?” Wilson Batton wondered.

She was about to respond when Sharon interjected. “I guess looking good is more important in this case. To be honest, I understand Xyla here, but I still feel sorry for her.”

With that, Sharon picked up a cup of warm bird nests she’d prepared and packed from home and handed it over to her. “Here, Xyla, drink this. It will help with your throat.”

“Thank you, Mom,” she said with a smile of gratitude, taking a few elegant sips.

“You’re welcome. Try to stop talking and let your throat rest, okay?” Sharon suggested.

She nodded.

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