The ultimate husband

Chapter 5934

Oh?

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.

most right now was getting his hands on a Scarletflame

then, over on the grassy

lips at the sight of Darryl

lesson if he comes here again." The mere sight of peasants like these got on

spoke, a series of footsteps

Darryl had returned, and their expressions darkened once

"Hey!"

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

an air of ferocity. It was not

had a sword knotted to his waist as his eyes blazed with power. It was clear that he was no kind person. His name was Maurice Mccool, and he was a tyrant who had

eyes positively

How sexy.

have thought that he would be lucky enough to run into such beauties

the thought, Maurice chuckled to himself as he walked over. "What are you ladies doing here

but look the two women up

"Get lost!"

Maurice's face disgusted Ciara and Tara greatly, and Tara roared at him, "We don't need your help! I'm warning you. You're standing in front of the high lady of the Gregory

at Maurice as well,

was just her luck to first run into a peasant, and now a