‘Sh*t. Who in Pearl City dared to steal a woman from me. He must be asking for death,’ Grady thought.
Darryl frowned secretly too. ‘Lolita has a lover?’
When Lolita was ill, there was no man around.
Damien looked calm and answered Grady’s question, “This person isn’t a rich Young Master, but Mister Darryl here!”
Then, he raised his finger and pointed at Darryl. After he spoke, the whole hall was in an uproar and Grady locked his gaze on Darryl.
Darryl was stunned too and his mind was spinning. ‘Sh*t, what is Damien trying to do? I just met Lolita; when did I become her lover? Damien can’t just say this easily even if he doesn’t want his granddaughter to marry Grady.’
Grady gathered his thoughts and looked Darryl up and down, unable to hide his hostility towards him. “Is this him?”
Damien nodded. “Yes. Mister Darryl is skilled in medicine and is the one who saved Lolita. Lolita has great affection for him.”
“Old Master, are you confused? After everything is said and done, this guy is just a pharmacist. He has no power or status. How can you compare him to me?”
Grady glanced at Darryl arrogantly and stood there.
“You’re wrong. The Damien family isn’t short of money, so Lolita’s man doesn’t need to be rich or powerful. It’s good enough if he’s a good man,” Damien sneered.
It was obvious what Damien meant; Grady was a terrible person and not worthy of Lolita.
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