Chapter 273
When Xyla saw Stanley’s face, she cried even more intensely. At that moment, she felt as if she was someone about to die from
dehydration in the desert, while Stanley was the savior who brought water to her. Feeling extremely grateful from the bottom of
her heart, she found it impossible to stop her tears from falling.
“Close your eyes,” ordered Stanley, glaring at the people around him.
Everyone immediately closed their eyes.
When Tom saw the large group of people, he was momentarily stunned and stopped what he was doing. However, he quickly
recovered and took a dagger out of his pocket, pointing it at Xyla’s neck.
“Don’t come any closer, or I will slit her throat,” he said.
Realizing that he was outnumbered, Tom had to find a way to escape. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble. Xyla could feel
the cold dagger against her neck. A chilling sensation began to spread across her skin. Although she was in a dangerous
situation, she no longer felt afraid because Stanley was here.
“You must have a death wish!” shouted Stanley with a cold and murderous look in his eyes.
Stanley pulled his black tie loose before walking over to the bed. He quickly removed his coat and placed it over Xyla. As soon
as the coat landed on her, she could feel her face and body being covered up completely. Everything had turned dark around
her.
Stanley pulled a pistol out from around his waist. Before Tom could react, Stanley pointed the gun at Tom’s wrist, which held onto
the dagger, and fired at it. Since the pistol was muted, there was barely any sound when the bullet was fired. Even so, Xyla
shivered in shock.
After a second, blood began to gush out from Tom’s wrist. The scent of blood wafted through the air.
“Ahh...!” Tom cried out painfully.
The entire process of Stanley removing his coat and firing the bullet took place within a second. Tom was unable to react at all.
Meanwhile, the intense pain caused him to lose his grip around the dagger. As soon as the dagger slipped out of his hand, Tom
fell to the ground. Blood continued to gush out from the open wound where the bullet hit him.
Although Xyla could not see anything, she could guess what had happened from the sound and the smell around her. Stanley
had covered her face with his coat because he did not want her to witness such a terrible scene.
Walking forward, Stanley forcefully stepped on Tom’s chest. Tom was in so much pain that he could not find the strength to
fightback. Hence, he had no choice but to allow Stanley to do what he wanted.
Looking at the metal chain around Xyla’s hand, Stanley asked, “Where is the key?”
“It’s in the drawer of the nightstand near my bed...” Tom answered obediently. He was too afraid to retaliate.
Stanley immediately opened the drawer of the nightstand, found the key, and unlocked the chain around Xyla. Aware that she
was not wearing any clothes, Xyla did not move around even after she was freed. All she did was gently place her arms under
Stanley’s coat.
With a deep frown on his face, Stanley walked closer to Xyla and carefully pulled the coat down slightly, just enough to reveal her
face.
Tears were still streaming down her face. Her eyes were slightly red from crying and she still seemed very much afraid. She
almost looked like a frightened bunny. Anyone who saw her would feel pity for her.
Stanley’s gaze softened while the frown on his forehead slowly disappeared. “Did you get hurt? Hmm?”
Wrapping Xyla tightly in his coat, he held her in his arms.
Only then was Xyla able to see what exactly happened to Tom. There was a large pool of blood under his body. From the looks
of it, the bullet must have put a hole in one of his veins.