Chapter 850

Ron Batton gazed at them thoughtfully. Having no other choice, he nodded helplessly. “Okay then.” After that, Ron went upstairs, leaving the two alone in the living room. The two watched the old man until he was out of their sight. Making sure that he had gone upstairs, Stanley Batton placed his right hand behind Xyla Quest’s back, scooped her knees, and lifted her. “Let’s get some rest too. Hmm?” Xyla nodded. “Sure, but please put me down. You’re not feeling well recently, are you?” “Nah, that’s not true,” Stanley rebuked. “Your body should be frail when anemia kicks in.” “Do you think I’m weak?” “... Anyway, you should take care of yourself…” Xyla reminded him. “There is no need,” Stanley insisted. *** The next day. At the Quest family’s house. Emily Quest and May Conner were observing Xyla’s house with binoculars from the rooftop. Xyla’s red Maserati and Stanley’s black Bentley Arnage were both in their line of sight. “Apparently, that blockhead went back last nig