Tom Sullivan became even angrier. He placed a hand over his stomach, which had been kicked earlier. “Are you ignoring me now?”

Stanley Batton acted as if he had not heard anything while he continued to look at Xyla Quest silently. It was as if Tom did not even deserve to be looked at.

“I think somebody will take care of her,” Xyla smiled warmly.

The people in the house should have heard the commotion outside, especially when the car had rammed into the outer wall.

Therefore, Xyla did not need to