The ultimate husband

Chapter 5934

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Just then, Darryl took in the sight of the two women and could not help but marvel to himself.

Who would have thought that he would have had the luck to run into two beauties in the middle of the night?

Upon sensing Darryl's gaze, Clara was greatly displeased.

At the same time, Tara could no longer stand it. She walked up to Darryl, sneering at him. "What do you think you're looking at? Do you know who my high lady is? Get out of here at once!" Her voice was clear and crisp, not leaving any room for retaliation.

Darryl frowned to himself at the words, finding the situation rather amusing.

The next second, Darryl responded in a calm voice, "Even if you're all rich, I'm sure you don't own this valley, do you? Why can't I be here if the two of you are?"

Tara was annoyed to no end by his answer and shouted at him. "Finders keepers, have you heard of that? I'm not going to waste my time with you. Get out of here now."

How dare this lowly peasant argue with her? Disgusting.

Ho ho...

Darryl chuckled to himself, not bothering to pay them any mind as he turned to leave and wait on a hill further away.

was getting his hands on

then, over on the

pursed her lips at the sight of Darryl turning

was slightly annoyed. "Teach him a lesson if he comes here again." The mere sight of peasants like these got on her

they spoke, a series of footsteps

and Tara thought that Darryl had returned, and their expressions

"Hey!"

to her feet in a fit of rage, drawing her long sword. "Got a death wish, loser?" Despite coming from a trading family, Ciara and Tara had

radiating an air

blazed with power. It was clear that he was no kind person. His name was Maurice Mccool, and he was a tyrant who had been

had been drained from the day's journey, but his eyes positively lit

How sexy.

have thought that he would be lucky enough to run into

to himself as he walked over. "What are you ladies doing here so

he spoke, Maurice could not help but look the two women

"Get lost!"

at him, "We don't need your help! I'm warning you. You're standing in front of the high lady of the Gregory household! You can forget trying

at Maurice as well, unable to hide her

run into a peasant,