Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 374

Mary Sullivan felt certain that Xyla Quest wouldn’t have an entrance ticket.

Mary herself had put in a lot of effort to get this entrance ticket through many family connections.

Since the Quest family was not as influential as the Sullivan family, how could the former possibly get one of the tickets?

Mary crossed her arms over her chest and looked arrogantly at Xyla. “Are you here to seduce the wealthy folks? Let me guess who your target is. Hmm… Could it be the president? Are you here because you know the president would be here too?” She asked.

Xyla found Mary’s behavior both annoying and funny.

However, she was a little surprised by the information Mary offered that the president would be here.

That explained why this auction was so difficult to get into. It turned out the president was the reason.

Xyla raised her brows slightly and looked at Mary. “Do you think other people are like you?”

“You… What do you mean?” Mary asked through gritted teeth.

“I meat exactly what I said,” Xyla said plainly. Although she seemed like a gentle person, she had a very imposing manner.

“Don’t change the topic. I was asking you. Are you here to bait the president? Let me think… What methods will our Xyla Quest use? Would she pretend to fall into the president’s arms accidentally? Or would she pretend to faint and get carried away by the president?” Mary said.

“How would you know?” Xyla was beginning to feel angrier by the second. Apart from Emily Quest, this was the woman she wanted to beat up the most.

“Without an entrance ticket, aren’t you here for the exact reason I said you were? I really feel sorry for your handsome husband. He got married to a sl*t like you who would go after rich men,” Mary continued to speak. She felt certain in her heart that her thoughts were true.

Otherwise, why would Xyla be here? Moreover, women were capable of doing anything to seduce men for power and money.

“You won’t get anything good from staying here. If you want results, at least get an entrance ticket to the auction house… The more powerful a person is, the more bodyguards he has… There’s no way you could possibly get close to him,” Mary added in a raised voice.

The rich housewives all turned over to look at Xyla and Mary. They then looked at each other before walking over.

These women’s gazes were scornful and threatening. They seemed to be conveying such thoughts as ‘seductive b*tch, go to hell’.

If gazes were capable of murder, Xyla figured that she’d probably be dead a thousand times over by now.

Right then, her feeling of unhappiness was nearly at its peak.

Her hatred against Mary had also escalated to the next level.