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Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 740 – Marcus glared at Darryl. “This brat wears such weird
clothes. He must be from the film industry, perhaps one of those who played the small random roles. There is no
need to be so distressed about such an unimportant person. My heart would ache for you if anything were to
happen.”
“Cheryl, something bad has happened! ”
Someone yelled as they pushed the door ajar and walked in with a panic expression. “Cheryl, I just got the news
that Mister Zayn had been k****d.”
What?
Cheryl was shaken when she heard that; she looked at the man and asked, “Mister Joseph Zayn is d**d?”
“Yes…”
Cheryl was anxious. She said nervously, “What should I do? It doesn’t matter that he is d**d, but he promised to
write a new song for me. Now that he is d**d, who will write my new song?”
The Great East Continent had four sects—the Sword Sect, the Jade Sect, the Elixir Sect and the Artemis Sect.
Joseph Zayn was the Artemis Sect’s disciple.
Even though the Artemis Sect was a cultivation sect, their disciples were exceptionally talented. Some of their
disciples could write poems, and some could compose songs and lyrics, while some could play a myriad of musical
instruments.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJoseph was one of the Artemis Sect’s most outstanding disciples.
Cheryl met Joseph by chance two years ago, and she managed to get him to write songs for her. He was
exceptionally talented, so the songs he wrote for Cheryl were all hits.
Cheryl was anxious to learn that Joseph was d**d. She was supposed to sing a new song in Wealth Dance Hall, and
Joseph was supposed to deliver her new song that day. What should she do since her songwriter was d**d?
She had sent out invitations to the media to introduce her new song the next day. It was due to be released the
next day, and everyone in the city was aware of it! What should she do if they could not release it as planned?
Cheryl was flustered.
“My dear, don’t worry. Don’t worry, let me figure it out for you…” Marcus comforted Cheryl. He was also anxious
about it.
Those who could compose and write songs were not readily available. Where could he possibly find another
songwriter in such a short time?
“Perhaps I can help you?” A faint voice said; it was Darryl.
Darryl looked at Cheryl and said, “I can write songs. Maybe I can help you?”
What?
He could write songs?
Marcus was taken aback for a moment, and then he kicked Darryl again.
“B*****d! Who do you think you are? Do you even know music? Trouble us again, and I will k**l you right away.”
Cheryl glared at Darryl and said coldly, “Stop your pretendes. Are you trying to use that as an excuse to escape? I
wanted to spare your worthless life, but now, I won’t pity you.”
She believed that Darryl had merely spouted nonsense.
Darryl cleared his throat before he started to hum. ” Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly. It seems that flowers are
blooming in the spring breeze…”
What?
Marcus was stunned to hear the catchy melody. He stared at Darryl blankly.
Cheryl was even more inexplicably excited. She was a seasoned celebrity, and she could identify a good song as
she heard it. She knew how good the music was!
She was delighted!
She did not expect that the lowly b*****d could compose songs!
Cheryl said to Darryl excitedly, “Can you write down the entire score for me?”
As she said that, Cheryl brought paper and pen to Darryl; her eyes were filled with expectation.
Darryl smiled as he nodded and said, “Well, you’ll have to release my acupoints first.”
Darryl glanced at Marcus and said, “Also, he can’t be around here.”
Marcus yelled, “Why?”
“I don’t like having unnecessary people around when I compose songs,” Darryl commented.
Marcus was furious. The brat had crossed the line. “Marcus, release his acupoints and go away, ” Cheryl ordered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcus was very reluctant, but he had to contain his anger and release Darryl.
“Brat, you had better not play tricks on me,” Marcus said coldly before he turned around and went downstairs.
Darryl and Cheryl were the only ones left on the second floor.
Darryl walked toward Cheryl and sat on the chair like an important person.
Cheryl became a little anxious and urged Darryl after she noticed that he had not started to write anything on the
paper. “Hey, you! Get to writing now!”
“Why are you so anxious?”
Darryl looked at Cheryl with a smile and said, “You have to promise me one condition if you want me to write this
song.”
How dared he bargain with her?
The expression on Cheryl’s face changed; she was very annoyed, but she managed to say, “What is the condition?”
She had to release a new song the next day and time had run out. She would agree with his condition if it were not
something preposterous.
The smile on Darryl’s face grew thicker, and he spelled it out clearly, “Kneel and call me master.”
They made Darryl kneel even though he explained that it was merely a misunderstanding.
How could he possibly feel any better if he did not make her repay that?
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