Chapter 85

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