Darryl sat on the ground, looking like he had been seriously injured.

Stephen laughed. He wore a smug look as he slowly approached the sisters. "Is this your bodyguard? He's so weak."

"You—" Tiffany was angry when he mocked them. She turned to Darryl with hatred and disgust in her eyes. "You're so useless! You can't even beat a thief!"

"Second Young Miss!"

Darryl looked ashamed as he replied bitterly. "I'm not useless. He is just stronger than me."

Stephen laughed. Then he looked at Ti