Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 123

Darryl shook his head. 'Bloody hell, am I not wearing a good set of clothes? I just bought them! Why do people keep looking down on me?’

Even though he bought it from a street vendor, it was cheap and comfortable!

"Fine, I won't go in," Darryl exclaimed, accepting his defeat. He could not be bothered to start an argument with her.

He was about to phone Megan to let her know that he would be at the entrance when Sharon stomped over t o him in her high heels.

"If you want to make a phone call, do it outside! Do not disturb our VIPs," she ordered.

"I can't even make a call?" Darryl was dumbfounded.

"No!” she shrieked, pointing towards the main entrance. "The VIP entrance is not for you to loiter around. Make your call outside.”

A security guard walked over. "Sir, this is the VIP section," he frowned. "Please don't linger around here.

You'll disturb the others."

The other customers started to notice the commotion.

"Who is this poor, broke dude trying to enter the VIP section?" 1

"He must be trying to skip the queue!” "Look, isn't that the Lyndon family’s live-in son-in-law?" someone piped up suddenly.

"Haha! It's true!"

Sharon became bossier towards Darryl after listening t o their comments.

'So, he’s just a good-for-nothing, toyboy, live-in son-in-law. He’s not even an honest white-collar salaryman,' she thought.

"Guard, please escort him out," she ordered the guard while pointing at Darryl.

"I just want to make a withdrawal at the VIP section," h e sighed.

'Is this man mentally ill?'

"How much do you want to withdraw?" she sneered." Ten thousand? Or twenty? At the main lobby, you can withdraw up to fifty thousand bucks per day. I'm sure it's more than enough for you. In the VIP section, we only allow transactions of a million bucks or more."

"Fine, I'll withdraw five million bucks. In cash," Darryl demanded. He took out his card, shoving it into Sharon's hand.