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..."

of fury, slapped Daniel across

if his heart was

you

calling me mom, what's one more

and amused. She secretly relished the title of 'mom'. After all, at her age,

convinced herself that Daniel's calls were just random, choosing to

confounded. He watched Avery, bewildered, and asked, "Avery, what's going on here?

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. So today, I've come here to tell you:

knocked the wind

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

Chapter 372 Turnaround

of the hour had

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

master of the Evans clan, they call you That retard, right? But looking at you, you don't seem

asked, his

mom that's what they call you, so I just went with it. But it's interesting, these New York aristocrats

scolding tone, "That retard? His name is Smart,

on at night is the opposite of smart. If you ask me, he's the

darkened as he questioned, "You're the country boy,

you wanted to meet,

your mom?" Smart asked, confused.

with a grin: "This gorgeous lady right here is

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

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