The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 292

Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 292 – Smack!

Darryl smacked the fortune-teller’s face hard.

The fortune-teller cried out as he spun around from the impact. He fell onto the ground in a dare as blood poured from his nose.

“You…”

He pointed his finger at Darryl in anger and fear after recovering from the shock.

“Darryl, what are you doing?” Kent shouted, “Why did you hit him? Don’t you have manners?”

Megan was also panicking. “Darryl, why did you do that? His words weren’t good to hear, but he is a well-respected man. You are not treating him with respect by hitting him like that.”

“Exactly! “

The crowd agreed and started criticizing Darryl.

“Lad, you shouldn’t have beaten a man of Taoism even if you are young and strong.”

“Exactly…”

Darryl ignored everyone and walked to the fortune- teller with a sinister smile. He grabbed onto his mustache and lifted him.

Rip!

Darryl forcefully pulled on the mustache, tearing it off the wailing fortune-teller.

“See, his mustache was just stuck on.”

Darryl tossed the mustache to the ground and looked around.

The fortune-teller was nervous. “Sir, this is too much. Can’t I have a fake mustache?”

“Is there a rale that fortune-tellers cannot have fake mustaches?”

“He just can’t let this go, can’t he?”

Darryl maintained a cold smile and tore the fortune- teller’s clothes wordlessly.

Tear!

Kent became furious, kicking him harshly. “F*ck you! Do I know you?!”

‘This good-for-nothing is going to drag me into this sh*t just because he didn’t do his job!’

Megan called twice, but no one picked up.

Her colleagues in the station were on-duty to maintain public order since it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

“I’m going to let you off today. I’m not going to be this merciful if you do this again.” Megan raged, utterly furious that she could not contact her colleagues. “Get out of here.”

The man nodded and scurried away, leaving his booth behind.

The crowd scattered away when the scene was over.

Megan walked to Darryl awkwardly. She bit her lip and whispered, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know that he was a fake.”

Megan wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. How could she, the Criminal Investigation Team Leader, fall for a con man’s words?

How embarrassing.