The ultimate husband

Chapter 5929

Yet just then, a loud crash could be heard from the lobby. Darryl looked over, and saw Avalon standing before a pile of shattered ceramics with an awkward expression on her face. He hurried over, speaking in a warm tone. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

Avalon shook her head, hanging it in guilt. "I'm fine. I just saw the pretty vase, and touched it a little. I didn't know it would break so easily."

Following that, Avalon lowered her voice to a whisper. "Does it cost a lot?"

"That's alright!" Darryl chuckled. "It's just a vase."

As he spoke, Darryl eyed the vase. It was fine and smooth, and looked to be around a few centuries old judging from the design on it.

Yet to Felix, this would be hardly anything.

"Hey!"

Just as the pair were speaking, the receptionist hurried over. She cried out at the sight of the shattered vase. "What's going on here? Do you know how much this vase is? Can you even afford it?" As the words rang through the air, a few security guards rushed over to surround the pair.

"You there!"

The next second, the security guard looked Darryl up and down. "How dare you come to our hotel trying to start something looking the way you do! Do you know how much this vase costs?" Darryl frowned, sensing his attitude.

her tongue out at the security guards. "It's just

say?" The guard stepped forwards, glowering at Avalon as if he was about to hit

stepped in front of her at once. "A grown man, threatening

an ugly shade of red. "As if I would bother wasting my energy on a peasant child! Pay up, I'm telling you,

Was all of this

heard the noise,

"What's going on?"

the same time, the hotel manager strode in briskly, escorted by a few

city, and was considered pretty popular. Felix had sought him out

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his boss had gotten this vase from the New World, and it cost a pretty penny. They had put it out for show like this in the lobby

to Calvin, before pointing at Avalon. "This good-for-nothing brat broke

looked at Darryl again. "She came here with this broke commoner. I'm pretty sure they're thieves. It's my fault for letting it slip my eye and allowing

Motherf*cker!

between amusement and annoyance at the

him of not being able to afford the vase, and now he

discussion at the security guard's words. They gazed

thieves really are getting brave, aren't they? Robbing a five-star hotel, oh