All Chapters of Revenge of the Hideous Lady: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

The crowd in the fast-food restaurant consisted mainly of loitering teenagers. As soon as he set foot into the KFC, almost all eyes fell on him. This was especially true for the girls, who momentarily almost seemed like they had lost all interest in their boyfriends; even though their boyfriends were right in front of them. However, Stanley paid them no notice as usual. Scanning the restaurant’s layout, he managed to catch sight of Catherine Batton. Catherine was seated by the window near a corner of the restaurant, enjoying her Plum Wine ice-cream. While this was happening, several girls in the restaurant were already whispering among themselves. His good looks had garnered a lot of attention from them, and the girls were silently fangirling over him. When she saw Stanley, Catherine waved at him enthusiastically. The dimples at the corners of her lips looked exceptionally cute on her, especially when she smiled. Catherine had always been proud to have such an admired and a

*** Meanwhile, Sharon Lidth and Rebecca Robin strutted into Xyla Quest’s ward with a large group of bodyguards behind them. A various array of tonics and supplements were carried by the guards. Xyla and Georgie Clementine were left speechless. The group’s grand arrival was a first for both of them and they were unsure how to register the situation in their minds. Their eye-catching entrance somewhat reminded Xyla of a Chinese drama she had watched a few years prior, called the Empresses in the Palace. There was a scene where the Emperor rewarded Zhen Huan with treasures as far as the eye could see. She felt very much like Zhen Huan at the moment. Xyla did a mental headcount of the bodyguards. There were about thirty of them, each holding no less than three boxes of tonics and supplements. Even without knowing their actual price, Xyla estimated that each individual tonic could easily cost up to five digits and above. Sharon casually waved a hand before turning back to look a

Before Xyla could say no, Noah was already trying to find the kitchen. “I’m fine Noah, there’s no need to worry about me. You can attend to your personal matters now.” “Well alright… I’ll be taking my leave first then,” said Noah, smiling as he stood up. While this was happening, a black Honda pulled up to the front of the house. In the car, Stanley Batton gave a cold stare toward Georgie Clementine who was busy directing the workers as they carried Xyla's belongings into the house. He then elegantly stepped out of his car. Slipping on some house slippers, he quickly headed to the living room. Once he saw Noah, his eyes darkened. Seeing Stanley, he bowed respectfully. He knew that Stanley and Xyla were on bad terms so he kept his mouth shut. Stanley ignored Noah entirely and walked over to Xyla. “You’ve already been discharged from the hospital. Why was I not notified about this?” He had immediately rushed to the hospital after his meeting earlier. He wanted to be th

It took him forever to get his point across to Catherine. The more he explained, the larger his headache grew. The girl had a seriously confusing thought process. Noah was more baffled than anything at this point. After hearing all he had to say, Catherine pondered. His explanations were reasonable and they made sense. Did… Did she really just misunderstand the whole situation? Staring into his eyes, she had a feeling that he wasn’t lying. …Was it all just a misunderstanding after all? …Oh… Rubbing her forehead, she would silently ask, “So… It was all just a misunderstanding?” “Pretty much,” shrugged Noah who was just glad that his point had finally gotten across. “…Then swear to me.” The man sighed as he raised three fingers and straightened his back. “I, Noah Smith, swear that I’ve never had any inappropriate relationships nor have I had any thoughts about them. If I do any of those acts, may lightning strike me dead…” “…Fine, I’ll believe you…” Catherine sigh

“While it’s possible to nurture feelings, you will still suffer in the long run.” “If it’s to live a luxurious life, enduring a little suffering is nothing. Mom, it’s the Sullivan family we’re talking about. It’s impossible for me to let go of that position that easily.” Emily Quest persisted on. “Even if you don’t support me, I’ll still hold on to my view!” Emily said sternly. “Pain and suffering are always required in order to gain something.” “If you’re that persistent how could I not support you?” Mary Conner sighed, giving in. Footsteps from outside the room could be heard at that moment. The door opened and Jeremy Quest entered the room. Seeing him, Emily put on a depressed facade and forced tears out of her eyes till they became red. Jeremy looked at Emily dearly before letting out a long sigh, “I’ve talked to the Sullivan family. They’ve agreed to stop talking about the divorce, at least for now…” Emily’s eyes lit up immediately. “Really, dad?” Jeremy nodded.