Emily brutally slapped Clifford across his face without any warning.
The slap instantly left a palm print on Clifford's face.
"God...Godmother. Why did you slap me...?" Clifford choked as he covered his face. He was stunned.
His godmother had pampered him so much all these years and treated him as her biological son. He felt aggrieved for being slapped out of nowhere.
"Why do you think I slapped you? You almost got us into big trouble," Emily fumed as she slapped him twice more.
Nobody should mess with Darryl. Emily would not be who she is today if not for Darryl.
"Go, kneel and apologize to Mister Darryl," Emily huffed after slapping Clifford a few more times.
Clifford's body trembled, and he dared not ask any more questions at this moment. He walked over and knelt in front of Darryl, forcing out a smile. "I...I was wrong. I'm sorry..."
The other guests in the hall could not help but draw a sharp breath.
Emily's aura was indeed strong; it was enough to make men feel inferior.
Who would dare speak up against such a powerful woman?
Darryl sat there, emotionless, as he stared at Clifford.
The entire hall was silent at the moment as everyone's gaze was focused on Darryl.
Emily stood to the side as she bit her lips and dared not say a word upon seeing Darryl's silence.
Ring! Ring!
Suddenly, Darryl's phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was his mother, Luna. The past few days, he’s been out and has not gone to visit his parents. Why did his mother suddenly call?
After picking up the phone, he heard Luna cry out suddenly before he could speak.
"Darryl, quick! Come quickly. Save your dad, save your dad!" Luna cried.
Darryl's hair stood on its ends upon hearing her words!
"Mom, don't panic. What's going on? Where are you?" h e replied.
'Was his father not being treated at the hospital? Did his condition worsen?’ he thought.
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