Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 1910

Swoosh!

Giselle and Lana blushed a violent shade of red when they heard that. They were trembling too.

They were in the main banquet hall. How dare Walter say such lewd remarks in public? It was despicable.

When they did not respond to him, Walter's eyes brightened. He smiled and said, "What? Are both of you shy? Don't worry. I'll prepare an extra room; then it would not be so awkward."

Then, Walter chuckled out loud.

The two beauties had finally given in to his demand; how could he not be happy?

"You—"

Giselle was so furious that she trembled violently. Finally, she could not take it any longer; she was about to say something when Darryl stood in front of them. He blocked them from Walter's view.

"So, you're Walter Hart? The president of Galaxy Entertainment?" Darryl asked coldly as he looked at Walter.

Walter was stunned for a while, but his expression immediately changed. He glowered at Darryl as his eyes turned malicious.

Why would a driver talk to him like that? The man also wore a mourning band on his arm. That person must be crazy!

Walter glared at Darryl and snarled, "You know who I am, yet you still dare interrupt me? Do you believe that I'd fire you on the spot? You have no right to talk here! Get lost!"

Slap!

Darryl slapped Walter on the face without any warning at all.

He did not use any internal energy in that slap. Otherwise, Walter would not be able to keep his head. After all, Darryl was almost at the Heaven Ascension level. No ordinary person would be able to handle a slap from him.

Even so, Walter let out a muffled grunt, and he flew a few meters backward until his body smashed onto the alcohol bar and finally landed on the floor.

Swoosh!

The crowd immediately went to take a look. They stared at Darryl curiously; they were all bewildered.

Who was that person? Why would he dare to slap President Walter? Did he want to die?