Chapter 833


    From that audio clip, X Quest could clearly feel that Stanley Batton did not love her at all.


    She was the only one who was serious about their rtionship, after all.


    She could not help doubting herself. Did she not deserve to be loved? Did she not deserve to be


    happy?


    From Tom Sullivan to Stanley, all the men she met were nothing but trash.


    As she pondered about it, tears began to pour down her cheeks.


    X also started wondering about the identity of the person who sent her the email.


    Why would he or she have a recording of their conversation?


    Who was that person?


    While she was lost in her thoughts, she found that she arrived home. Nevertheless, she did not


    want to step into that house right now. Without further ado, she made a U-turn and headed straight


    to Silver International Hotel.


    She wanted to be alone tonight. She needed a few moments of peace to process everything that


    was happening to her right now.


    Then, she had to make a decision.


    ***


    After Bailey Ronson and Tom settled the bill, they took Emily Quest back to the Sullivan family’s


    house.


    Once they got back home, Emily ran upstairs and shared the good news with May Conner.


    May sprang out of bed in shock and excitement the moment she heard the breaking news. The


    mask on her face flew away and fell to the floor.


    Without paying any heed to the mask, she tiptoed to the window while stealing nces at the


    doorway. Making sure there was no one around her, she asked in a low voice, “Really?”


    May could barely conceal her delight. Exhration and contentment streaked through her like a


    comet.


    “I’m serious. I sent the fake recording to X just now. Her face was all pale after she listened to it! I


    bet she’ll divorce Stanley real soon. Hahahaha… Since X has such high self-esteem, she’ll


    definitely end their stic rtionship after hearing that cruel conversation.” Emily snorted coldly.


    “My girl, you’re brilliant! But… Have you nned everything?” May continued, “You’ll be dead if


    Stanley finds out that you were the one who sends X the email…”


    “Don’t worry. I have someone else send the email for me. That guy is absolutely reliable.” Emily


    sneered.


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    “My girl, you’re awesome! I’m so done with that little b*tch. It’ll be great if your n goes on


    smoothly.”


    “It certainly will. However, from my understanding of X, she’s not going to turn against the Batton


    family right away. She’ll first identify the recording’s authenticity and then find a way to test Stanley’s


    blood. After making sure that the recording is real and their blood types arepatible, she’ll make


    up her mind and leave the Batton family…”


    May bit her lip thoughtfully. “It should be like that if nothing goes wrong… That recording sounds


    exactly like their voices, right? Will X find out that it’s fake?”


    “Of course. There’s no difference at all. Take it easy… I found a world-renowned voice synthesizer


    to do it.” A smug expression was etched upon Emily’s face.


    “Stanley has appeared on many videos before. We can just dig up those videos if we want to imitate


    his voice. However, I don’t think we could find anything about that old man on the inte. You


    didn’t record their conversation that night, right? How did you do it then? How did that guy imitate


    the old man’s voice?” May asked curiously.


    “I described his voice, his tone, and his speed of speech to that professional sound imitator over the


    phone. That guy tried to imitate his voice, ording to my description. He tried and made


    improvements on it a couple of times… He just got it then…” Emily said proudly.


    May gave her a thumbs up. “My daughter, you’re too smart.”


    “Of course. I’m not going to let X steal the limelight as long as I’m alive. Once she loses Stanley’s


    protection, we can put our minds at ease too. Nobody will know ‘that thing’...” Emily giggled.


    ***


    As soon as X arrived at Silver International Hotel, she booked a presidential suite.


    She took the key card and went to her room half-heartedly.


    Closing the door and putting the key card aside, she shuffled to the opulent baroque style living


    room and sank into the beige European style sofa.


    The sofa was so soft andfortable as if it could soothe all the exhaustion within her heart.


    Once again, she opened the email, read the paragraph, and yed the audio clip.