The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 3190

Chapter 3190

Dominic said nothing as he looked at Darryl quietly.

During his two-day interaction with

Darryl, Dominic learned that Darryl acted low-key and never liked publicity. He knew that Darryl did not decide to compete against stallon in public on a whim.

¹ Then again, how would he win?'

Finally, stallon let go of his hand and put down the water tank!

The person who was timing next to stallon shouted excitedly, "It's 30 minutes! stallon did it for 30 minutes!"

Wow!

The enthusiastic audiences were in an uproar! They gaped at the astonishing result.

They were astounded that stallon could persist for 30 minutes; it was simply amazing.

Hunter smiled and praised stallon. "Well done!"

As expected, stallon did not let Hunter down.

"Come on!" The Prince was enlivened. He said, "Pour stallon a glass of wine as a reward!" As a subordinate, stallon was not qualified to drink in the Royal Court, but the happy Prince made an exception.

Soon, someone brought a glass of wine for stallon.

stallon drank it and turned to look at Darryl with a smirk on his face. "Hey, Kid. It's your turn!"

At that point, many people looked at Darryl with conflicted expressions on their faces.

stallon had persisted for 30 minutes, but that kid probably might not even be able to lift it up.

Darryl was not bothered by the dubious gazes around him. He walked to the water tank and used both his hands to measure the size of the tank. He even peeped into the water tank for a full minute but did not lift it.

'Has he given up?'

Many people went into roars of laughter when they noticed that.

Ivy sighed disappointingly.

'I thought he could figure out something. It seems that I was too optimistic.¹

Holden, who was next to Ivy, curled his lips and whispered, "Miss Ivy, we should not have let him do it just now. It's okay for him to be Hunter's slave if he loses, but it's not worth it for the Mayor to lose his dignity over Darryl's stupid action."

Ivy bit her lip and said nothing.

"Hey, Kid!"

stallon was not interested in dragging the time; he looked at Darryl condescendingly. "I thinkyou should just give up. Come here and kneel before the Mayor of storm city and pour him some wine. Maybe he would consider promoting you from a slave to a follower if he's happy." Then, he laughed. ’

More laughter ensued.

Darryl chuckled at Station's remark. " stallon, the game is not over yet. Why would you think that I'd lose? Perhaps, it is you who would be kneeling and pouring wine!"

"B*stard! You've got a death wish!" Stallon's expression changed; he pointed at Darryl and bellowed.

'F*ck! How dare a follower talk down to me.

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