The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5728

As the final word rang through the air, the shop owner could not help but cast another glance at Darryl.

It was obvious that she thought Darryl was a human trafficker.

To tell the truth, any average person would not dare to ask such a blatant question outright. Yet this woman did not fear in the slightest bit, and that was because her husband was a policeman in charge of the safety of Atlantic Street.

The shop owner had thought it through. She was going to make sure that Darryl was a human trafficker, then call her husband immediately.

What…

Rachelle had been wandering the world for many years, but this was her first time encountering a situation like this. The shop owner's question made her stop short, at a loss for words.

F*ck me…

Darryl stopped short as well, torn between exasperation and amusement.

Upon realizing the shop owner's intentions, Darryl reached out to pet Rachelle's head as he flashed a smile at the shop owner. "Oh, I'm afraid you've gotten the wrong idea, Madam. We're family, we're not in danger."

As he spoke, Darryl continued to explain, "It's like this. She's my daughter, and we came to Donghai City for a holiday. Her dress got washed away when we were playing by the beach, and we had no choice but to put her mother's dress on her until we got her new clothes."

To tell the truth, Darryl would have hardly cared to explain himself in any other situation.

Yet the shop owner before him seemed to have an air of righteousness about her and was not to be messed with, and all he could do was make up a lie.

Just then, Rachelle's face reddened once again as she said in a tiny voice, "We're far from family."

Darryl really was shameless, still spinning yarns at a time like this.

Rachelle's voice was incredibly soft, and the shop owner did not hear her at all.

Yet the shop owner was still suspicious of Darryl's explanation, and frowned as she asked, "You're a family?" Her gaze was nothing but wary then, not believing him at all.

Uhh…