The Ultimate Husband
Chapter 88

Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 88 – “Oh wow, working for someone. Haha!”

Kent nodded exaggeratedly.

The waiter started seeing. Due to Megan’s outrage, Kent was less sharp-tongue. However, he still tried

to replace various topics to deliberately embarrass Darryl, with back-up from the other rich brats as they

chime in cooperatively.

Megan could take it no longer, she excused herself to the washroom.

The minute she left, Kent sprung onto Darryl. “Dude, if I were you, I would get out of here as soon as

possible. What good will come of you staying here? Do you even know what type of place this is?

Oriental Pearl is the finest hotel in Donghai City. Who are you to eat here?”

The rest slammed the table in agreement. Their girlfriends smiled mockingly at Darryl.

The others interjected, “Yeah if it weren’t for our son-in-law, do you think we’d really be your friends?”

“F*cu off, us letting you overstay your welcome in the dining room is already a huge courtesy to you.”

“You unworthy live-in son-in-law, who do you think you are? You think you can afford this place?”

Darryl remained calm, and laughed. “Kent Hough, isn’t it? Your reputation precedes you—you’re

exceptionally cheap.”

Kent slammed the table. “Motherf*cker, I dare you to say it one more time!”

Darryl shrugged. “Just because your family has extra few pennies, thinking that eating at the Oriental

Pearl will make you all high-and-mighty. If this isn’t cheap, what are you?”

Kent was speechless. The rest were equally startled as they started to look at Darryl with interest.

This guy must be mentally unsound. How dare he talk to Kent that way! He must have been very

repressed being the Lyndon’s’ live-in son-in-law that he needed to replace someone to vent at.

Although, he had unleashed on the wrong person. Taking it out on Kent? Was he trying to get himself

k****d?

Kent gritted his teeth. “Wow, this is something. A toy boy is looking down on us.”

Having said that, Kent gazed at Darryl provocatively. “Dude, don’t tell me, you’re the owner of the

Oriental Pearl? Oh no, I’m scared.” A roar of laughter rang through.

Darryl smiled lightly, picked up his phone, and dialed Wayne Woodall.

“Mr. Darby!” Wayne was surprised by the phone Darryl cut to the chase, “I’m at the Oriental Pearl, please

come to Dining Room 666.” At that, Darryl hung up. He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank

it slowly.

Kent continued with his taunts, “Dude, who did you call? Your wife? Or someone from the Lyndon family?

Haha!”

“A loser like him, if any problem arises, of course he ‘d call his wife, if not who? Hahaha!” One after

another, they jabbed at Darryl.

Darryl silently enjoyed his tea, ignoring their taunts.

Kent was extremely dissatisfied with Darryl’s reaction to their jeers. He was about to continue when the

door opened. A man in a black, Chinese tunic Zhongshan suit walked in.

When Wayne Woodall appeared, the room instantly fell silent. A few rich brats straightened their backs.

Wayne was a famous person in Donghai City.

Why was he here? Everyone looked toward Kent, as they deemed him the worthiest to discuss business

matters with Wayne.

Kent snickered in amusement. Two days ago, his dad mentioned that they wanted to talk to Wayne about

a business case. The business must have to come through!

The ladies—although they all have boyfriends— glanced at Wayne with admiration.

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