“Might I ask if Mister Darby is here?” Wayne repeated his question, seeing that no one spoke.

Everyone still shook their heads.

It had to be known that the man standing at the door was Wayne Woodall. The ‘Mister Darby’ that he mentioned, how could it possibly be Darryl that piece of trash?

Wayne had a bewildered look on his face too. It could not be a mistake, he had people do a proper inquiry, the second young master was supposed to be at the Lyndon residence! Today was the second young mas