Darryl had not wanted to take it to heart. However, when he saw the expressions on the crowd's faces, he chuckled and commented on the Ping'an Tie.
What? How dared he comment so unabashedly?
The crowd immediately laughed and looked at Darryl condescendingly.
Then, right at the moment, there was a commotion at the staircase.
"Max Harrington is here!"
"Angela Angel... She’s here too!"
A few people slowly approached them, accompanied by cheers and exclaims from the crowd.
Among them was a middle-aged man who wore a deep blue jacket. Even though he had a gentle face, he had an intense aura that one could not take lightly. That man was Max Harrington.
A gorgeous and seductive lady with a petite figure stood next to him. She had long legs, and she was in a light purple long dress. Her body was alluring, and she had exquisite facial features and a head of silky long hair. Her aura seemed extraordinary.
She was a famous singer—Angela Angel. She was invited to the exhibition to perform for the crowd; many patrons had bought the tickets specially to see her.
When she saw Angela Angel, Darryl laughed.
When Angela held a concert in Donghai City, she organized an activity to invite the audience to write their wishes, fold them into a paper plane and throw it onto the stage.
Darryl had pretended to be Evelyn Featherstone's father. At the thought of that, he couldn't help cracking a smile.
"Master Max!"
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