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The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1099

 

Chapter 1099

“Is our daughter dating the investor of their film? Why are there so many rumors going around when I recently visited the crew?” Mrs. Mayweather was sitting on a chair next to the bed and peeling an apple. She was really curious and kicked Mr. Mayweather, motioning him to answer the questions.

Mr. Mayweather responded helplessly,” You don’t have to care whether it’s true or not. We’ll know that when you ask our daughter about it when she wakes up.”

Mrs. Mayweather reached out and placed a sliced apple next to his mouth. “Can’t you see that I’m curious? You should go and ask around the industry to see if that gentleman is married, how many people are there in his family, and how many girlfriends he has had in the past. If they’re really dating each other, then we do have to feel happy for our daughter, don’t we?”

Mr. Mayweather ate the apple that his wife cut for him and laughed. “Alright, my wife is always right. Okay, I ‘ll go and ask around some other day.”

Mrs. Mayweather placed another piece of apple next to her husband’s mouth, noticed something, and turned her head toward the hospital bed.

Xyla was lying there, staring at them with disgust. “Just how shameless can you two be? You’re actually showing off your revolting affection in front of a patient like me?”

Mr. Mayweather got up with a worried look on his face. “Xyla, are you feeling any better now?” “I didn’t die, did I?” Xyla sat up slowly and glanced out the window. “How long have I been out?”

Mrs. Mayweather put down the apple.” You’ve slept for four hours. And how could you go to the studio to film when you already knew that you’re not feeling well? This will scorch your brain and turn you into a retard.”

After saying that, she asked tentatively, * Xyla, the investor who sent you here to the hospital, you guys.”

“I’m not dating him, and I have nothing to do with him. So, don’t you even think about going there.” Xyla interrupted Mrs. Mayweather’s thoughts.

Mrs. Mayweather was astounded for a moment. “But how come you two are not dating each other, the… The news is spreading like wildfire among the crew members…” “Rumors and scandals are something inevitable that all entertainers in the entertainment industry have to bear with, so why do you believe whatever they say?” Xyla lay back on the bed and turned her back to them. “Don’t try to come up with any thoughts. He’s totally out of my league.”

 

Mrs. Mayweather and Mr. Mayweather looked at each other, and Mr. Mayweather sat on the edge of the bed. “What does it mean that he’s out of your league? Does he look down on those who work in the entertainment industry?”

Xyla smiled. “Dad, he’s the richest man in the world, the heir of the Hathaways of Yaramoor. Does he look like someone who would give a damn about your company?”

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