All Chapters of The Godly Husband: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Granny Lyndon repeated again, “William, if we successfully sold out our shares, I’ll not only reward you greatly, I’ll also handover the Lyndon Enterprise to you.”“Thank you Granny. Thank you Granny!” William almost burst with excitement, he intentionally glanced at Lily.‘Aren’t you the highest achieving one here? My deal with Platinum Corporation was stolen by you. Yet, now that our enterprise faced danger, wasn’t it me, William Lyndon who saved it?’ William thought to himself.Sometime later, a black limousine pulled over by the entrance of Lyndon Residence. A man walked down the limousine in casual wear with sunglasses on. It was Trent Young, with a few bodyguards following behind him. He was in his twenties, but with his outstanding skills, he made a name of himself in the martial world. A very capable man.“Granny, Master Young is here.”People who practiced martial arts were called ‘Master’ as a form of respect.“Please, please come in,” Granny said excitedly as she stoo

“Tsk tsk, so sexy! Your angry face makes my heart itch. I want you for sure.” Lily’s complaint did not make Trent back off but made him more excited. With that said, he grabbed on Lily again. This time, Trent used his martial skill to grab her hands, of course, she did not manage to push him away. Following that, Trent got closer to her, and sniffed loudly in front her, with a dreamy look in his face, “You smell so good.”By then, Granny’s face turned green. Actually, she had already accepted Trent’s proposal to Lily, since it was not something bad anyway. She was about to appoint a date for Trent to bring Lily home. However, Trent misbehaved in front of her and everyone else, in their mansion.“Get your hands off her!” Samantha finally stepped in, and yelled at Trent. However much Samantha did not like Darryl and wanted Lily to leave him, after receiving the necklace from him last night, her impression of Darryl had changed ever so slightly. To be fair, as the saying went: one c

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Darryl’s slaps made everyone’s heart skip a beat. The entire Lyndon mansion was dead silent. At last, two police cars arrived. Megan Castello—in her uniform—led a few policemen towards the mansion. Upon entering the main hall, she grimaced at the scene in front of her. “Freeze!” A police officer walked towards the incident. Darryl stopped, slowly stood up, and flexed his wrist. Recognizing Darryl, Megan walked towards him. “Who called the cops?” asked one of the officers. He flipped through his report book while scanning the surroundings. Lily started to come to her senses and quickly offered, “Me…it was me.” “You said someone was beating up your husband? Is that man lying on the floor your husband?” the police officer pointed to the barely recognizable Trent Young on the floor, taking notes and interrogating at the same time. “No, no, he…he’s not my husband.” Lily shook her head, shifted her gaze towards Darryl, and whispered, “He is.” At that, she h

“Come, Darryl, Sit here.” Megan smiled. She pulled a chair next to her while ignoring the judgemental glares from the others. Darryl was about to leave, but he was touched by Megan’s sincerity. He sat down calmly. “Meg love, why are you friends with him?” Kent came to his senses—he asked confusedly. Megan sighed gently, “Kent, can you not judge a book by it’s cover? In my eyes, everyone is the same. So what if Darryl Darby is living with his in-laws? Does that mean I can’t be friends with him?” explained Megan patiently. Kent was struck dumb. Megan shook her head and took the Godly pill from her bag. “Kent, weren’t you stuck at Level Five Master for some time now? This pill can help you. Darryl gave it to me.” “Whoa!” They were astounded by Megan’s remarks. A few of these bunch of rich brats are Cultivators as well, though only beginners as they just started practicing cultivation. After all, their family is willing to spend the money to let them become Cultivators. They a

Kent Hough stood up straight, thinking he looked handsome, he said, “President Woodall, I’m glad to meet y-” Kent froze. Wayne did not even look at him but walked straight toward Darryl. “Mr. Darby, you called, what can I help you with?” What? Mr. Darby? Wayne Woodall actually acknowledged this live-in son-in-law with an honorific? Everyone’s jaw dropped, they were all bewildered. How is it possible that a loser like Darryl would be of acquaintance with a person like Wayne Woodall? Just when everyone is still recoiling from shock, Darryl smiled gently, nodded towards Wayne. “Nothing special, just wanted to see you,” said Darryl. “Mr. Darby, you’re too kind!” Wayne laughed politely. He scanned the room and suddenly seemed to understand the situation. He added, “Mr. Darby, you should’ve told me beforehand that you’ll be coming. I would’ve prepared for you.” At that, Wayne waved towards the waiter, “Tell your manager to waive all expenses in this box.” What? All free? Ken