Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 272

Circe was headed to the washroom just as Darryl entered the dining area.

A playful thought entered his mind, letting out a hushed chuckle.

'If I were to steal Circe's phone and purse, she won't be able to pay. Let’s see what happens to Declan then!'

He bumped into Circe. At the same time, he smoothly swiped her phone and purse.

Success!

He was reading up on the Shadow Skills yesterday. Using it in practice for the first time was slightly nerve -racking, but thankfully, it worked.

Darryl was giddy with excitement on the inside, but h e pretended to be embarrassed. He apologized to Circe, "I'm so sorry. I was in a rush and didn't notice you!"

Darryl took a good look at her up close. Gorgeous.

Extremely gorgeous. 1

During the dinner, Circe drank the least, but her exquisite face was still slightly flushed. Combined with her ice-cold personality, it was somehow charmingly seductive.

Darryl's movement was fast and discreet. She did not realize that her phone and purse were missing.

"It's fine," she muttered, walking away right after.

Whether Darryl did it on purpose or not, she did not care. However, the other guys in the room were unhappy.

Bloody hell. How dare this loser bump into a gorgeous lady like her?

A mixture of envy and annoyance, they started insulting Darryl.

"Darryl, are you blind? Can’t you see where you are going?"

"You did it on purpose, didn’t you? What a retard."

Insults after insults were hurled at Darryl, but he ignored them all and returned to his seat.

As people were about to leave after the dinner ended, Declan slumped onto the table, pretending to be drunk and unconscious.

The rest were flabbergasted. He was supposed to be buying dinner, how could he be drunk and unconscious? If he does not pay, no one can leave.

Miles approached Declan in a faux-drunken state and gave him a pat on the back.

"Declan, Declan! It's time to go!" he yelled.