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..."

of fury, slapped

his heart was

why'd you hit

already calling me mom, what's one more

secretly relished the title of 'mom'. After all,

just random,

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

certificate. We're legally husband and wife. You've

knocked the wind out

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

Chapter 372 Turnaround

of the

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

clan, they call you That retard, right? But looking at you, you don't

aback by Daniel's address and asked,

interesting, these New York

tone, "That retard? His name is Smart,

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

face darkened as he questioned,

that's me! Mom said you wanted to meet, so she

mom?"

Avery and responded with a grin: "This gorgeous

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