Chapter 67

Xyla had Gloria pack up her things in the hospital. The floor was cluttered with suitcases and over a dozen logo-emblazoned tote bags, giving her the impression of a tourist on a shopping spree rather than a patient.

"All of these need to be taken out. Be careful, do you hear me? There are valuable things inside!" Xyla instructed Martin with an air of entitlement reminiscent of an overbearing queen.

Martin carefully began to move the items, but one of the tote bags slipped. A pile of cosmetic boxes slipped from the bag. Xyla screamed, pointing accusingly at Martin.

"You! I warned you to be careful! These are all imported items. Can you afford to pay for them?"

Xyla's frustrated demeanor was a far cry from her usual gentle and delicate image. Before Quentin had promised to marry her, Xyla had treated Martin with warmth and courtesy. Now that she was about to assume the position of Quentin's wife, she felt there was no need to be polite with Quentin's subordinates.

Martin, frustr