
{"id":28301,"date":"2026-02-06T09:33:26","date_gmt":"2026-02-06T09:33:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-170\/"},"modified":"2026-02-06T09:33:26","modified_gmt":"2026-02-06T09:33:26","slug":"under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-170","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/under-the-glazed-moon-novel-chapter-170\/","title":{"rendered":"Under the Glazed Moon Novel Chapter 170"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>My Dad Please Come 170<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 170\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica looped her arm through Stanley\u2019s, leaning into him. \u201cStanley, let\u2019s share a room.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nathan wrapped his arm around Wendy\u2019s slender shoulders \u201cWendy, let\u2019s stay in the same room, too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley glanced at Wendy, watching as she nodded. \u201cAlright\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She agreed to stay in the same room as Nathan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley\u2019s lips tightened into a thin line.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy noticed Stanley\u2019s gaze. She lifted her eyes and met the cold, dark depths of his stare.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What was he looking at her for?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The memory of the awkward exchange on WhatsApp the night before suddenly rushed back to her. At the time, she had been scrambling to find an escape, but now, she calmly shifted her gaze away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The hotel manager smiled warmly. \u201cMr. Hawk, Mr. Lowe, here we have the Presidential Oceanic Suite and the Executive Oceanic Suite. How would you like to divide them?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica, already aware that the Presidential Suite had the best view, smiled triumphantly. \u201cI\u2019ll take the Presidential Suite. Wendy, you and Nathan can have the Executive Suite.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With a slow, deliberate smile, Wendy responded, \u201cActually, the Executive Suite is perfect for you and Mr. Hawk. Nathan and I will take the Presidential Suite.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica\u2019s expression darkened. Was Wendy trying to take the Presidential Suite from her?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She clearly didn\u2019t know her place!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStanley, I want the Presidential Suite!\u201d Jessica pouted, looking at him with doe eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In truth, Stanley and Nathan didn\u2019t really care which room they stayed in, but the two women were already at odds over the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The hotel manager quickly stepped in, eager to resolve the situation. \u201cHow about this? Let\u2019s have a little competition. Whoever wins gets the Presidential Suite. It\u2019s the fairest way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica raised an eyebrow. \u201cWhat kind of competition?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s a ten\u2013minute drive to the beachfront villa, and we have two sports cars ready. You\u2019ll race there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A race?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica\u2019s lips curled into a grin. \u201cAlright, I\u2019m in.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy nodded. \u201cMe too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica looked at Wendy with a confident smirk. \u201cWendy, you\u2019re definitely going to lose. Stanley and Nathan used to race all the time, and Nathan can never beat Stanley.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Turning to Stanley, Jessica cooed, \u201cStanley, you have to win the Presidential Suite for me!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley glanced at Wendy before escorting Jessica to one of the cars.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nathan smirked. \u201cStanley, Jessica, you might be in for a surprise.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 170\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What did he mean?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley looked up and saw Nathan toss the keys to Wendy. She slid into the driver\u2019s seat, and Nathan climbed into the passenger seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jessica gasped, stunned. \u201cWendy, you\u2019re racing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t Nathan and Stanley racing\u2013it was Wendy and Stanley.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy could race?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wendy placed a large pair of black sunglasses over her delicate face, then turned toward Stanley. She smiled slowly, her lips curving into a playful expression. \u201cMr. Hawk, may the best man, or woman, win.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley\u2019s eyes flickered with surprise and curiosity. He hadn\u2019t expected Wendy to be skilled at racing\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>How good could she be to challenge him? \u25be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cReady, set, go!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As the hotel manager\u2019s voice faded, the two sports cars shot forward like arrows, tearing down the road.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stanley had been racing for years. He was a champion in every field he entered\u2013good at everything, unbeatable. But as he glanced in the rearview mirror, he saw Wendy\u2019s car matching his pace. No matter how much he tried to pull ahead, she stayed right beside him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Interesting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If she wanted to play, he\u2019d humor her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A grin played on Stanley\u2019s lips, and with a swift turn of the steering wheel, he made his move.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Today\u2019s Bonus Offer\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>GET IT NOW\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Dad Please Come 170 Chapter 170\u00a0 +25 BONUS\u00a0 Jessica looped her arm through Stanley\u2019s, leaning into him. \u201cStanley, let\u2019s [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[84],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-28301","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-under-the-glazed-moon-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28301","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28301"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28301\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28301"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28301"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28301"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}