The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 371 "What Are You Doing?"

Chapter 371 "What Are You Doing?"

Avery burst out laughing, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well, I'll be! I didn't realize you weresuch a smooth-talker, country boy. Did you sweet-talk Jessica into falling for you with that silvertongue of yours? Those lines might work on a naïve girl like Jess, but don't think for a second they'llwork on me."

"Me? Try to fool you? Never! You're way too wise and experienced, I know I could never pull oneover on you," he said with a cheeky grin.

"Cut the sarcasm, you country bumpkin!"

"Yes, ma'am! My darling mother!"

"Don't push me! You believe I'll tear you a new one?" Avery huffed, clearly running out of patience.

This country boy was a piece of work. Shameless to his core; nothing she said seemed to faze him.Seeing that her words were getting her nowhere, she decided to hurry him into the private roomwhere Smart could deal with him thoroughly. She wanted this rural rube to understand that NewYork's elite were not to be messed with by the likes of him. The nerve he had to court her daughter!He truly had no clue what he was getting himself into.

At that moment, the door creaked open.

The room was called Beauty Valley, but as the door swung ajar, Daniel was stunned. There wasn't asingle beauty in sight. Instead, what caught his eye were burly men with grim expressions – allmuscle and menace. Anyone would shudder at their intimidating presence.

But Daniel? He was the picture of composure. There was not a hint of fear on his face as hecasually surveyed the roomful of tough guys. He turned to Avery with a smirk and said playfully,

"Mom, I thought you brought me here for some fun. Looks like you came to have your own kind of'entertainment,' huh?"

"I'll 'entertain' you alright!" Avery said, seething as she kicked him squarely on his backside, sendinghim tumbling to the floor.

Picking himself up, Daniel rubbed his sore spot and looked up with a pitiful expression, "Mom, youhit me?"

"You've been calling me 'mom', so isn't it within my rights? I don't have a son, and if you keep it up,I'll treat you like one and give you a whooping!"

Avery might have looked fierce, but deep down, she somewhat enjoyed being called 'mom'. Afterall, she only had her daughter Jessica, who in her twenty-odd years hadn't called her 'mom' asmany times as this country boy had done in just a few minutes. Yet, the nerve of him! She'd onlymet him a couple of times, and he was already calling her 'mom'. It was shameless.

She was thankful she'd had a daughter instead of a son. If she'd birthed a son as brazen as him,how embarrassing that would have been! She imagined she'd be so furious; she'd want to push himright back where he came from.

The burly men then split into two columns and stepped aside in unison, lining up neatly on eachside.