The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 372 Turnaround

The man of the hour had arrived!

Dressed to the nines in a tailored Armani suit and sporting a pair of million-dollar Louis Vuitton limited edition sunglasses, Smart lounged on an exquisite crocodile leather sofa. He was casually puffing on a cigar worth a cool ten-grand, blowing smoke rings with the nonchalance of a goldfish making bubbles.

"Well, well, if it isn't the young master of the Evans clan, they call you That retard, right? But looking at you, you don't seem all that 'retarded' to me?" Daniel greeted him with a good-natured chuckle.

Smart was taken aback by Daniel's address and asked, his face stern, "What did you call me?"

"That retard! I heard from mom that's what they call you, so I just went with it. But it's interesting, these New York aristocrats of yours – 'That retard' as a name? Pretty casual, just like us country folks, huh?"

Avery quickly interjected with a scolding tone, "That retard? His name is Smart, not retarded!"

"What's the difference? And how is he 'smart'? Sitting in this dim room with sunglasses on at night is the opposite of smart. If you ask me, he's the one who fits 'retarded'! That matches his vibe exactly!"

Smart's face darkened as he questioned, "You're the country boy, Daniel?"

"Yeah, that's me! Mom said you wanted to meet, so she brought me over."

"Mom? Who's your mom?" Smart asked, confused.

Daniel pointed playfully at Avery and responded with a grin: "This gorgeous lady right here is my mom!"

Upon hearing this, Avery's expression soured as she barked, "Country boy, watch it! I'm not your mom! And show some respect!"

"If you're not my mom, then why did you kick me just now?"

"You... I..."

out of fury, slapped Daniel

Daniel yelped, as if his heart was being torn

you

mom, what's one

relished the title of 'mom'. After all, at her age, there was no sweeter name to her

that Daniel's calls were just random, choosing to imagine it was Jessica

and asked, "Avery, what's going on here? Why is

Daniel quickly jumped in, "Because she's Jessica's mom, and that makes her my mother-in-law! Jessica and I, we have a marriage certificate. We're legally husband and wife. You've got some nerve, That retard, hitting on my wife.

knocked the wind

himself, a cold smile spread across his lips. "Heh," he chuckled before

Chapter 372 Turnaround

the

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you That retard, right? But looking at you, you don't seem all that 'retarded' to

asked, his face stern, "What did

went with it. But it's interesting, these New York aristocrats of yours – 'That retard' as a name? Pretty

scolding tone, "That

And how is he 'smart'? Sitting in this dim room with sunglasses on at night is the opposite

darkened as he questioned, "You're the country

you wanted to meet, so she brought

mom?" Smart asked,

a grin: "This gorgeous lady

Avery's expression soured as she barked, "Country boy, watch it! I'm not your mom! And