Derek felt as if he had just punched a mass of cotton, which annoyed him even more.
He stared coldly at the gentle-looking man in front of him. After quite a while, he slowly let go of his hand. He lowered his head and gave an evil smile.
"Okay! Let's wait and see!"
Then he whipped around angrily and kicked over a desk.
Outside the door was a crowd of little girls, chattering away.
"Did Little Overlord have a fight with Mr. Walker?"
"Mr. Walker is so gentle. How can he beat Little Overlord?"
"God bless Mr. Walker. Hope he won't be hurt…"
Seeing Derek rush out, they instantly paled in shock.
The Smiths' mansion.
At the dinner table, Allen suddenly asked about his father. "How is Dad these days?"
Ada smiled and said, "He went hiking with a few friends a few days ago. He is fit as a fiddle. By the way…"
