Chapter 372 Turnaround

The man of the hour had arrived! Dressed to the nines in a tailored Armani suit and sporting a pair of million-dollar Louis Vuitton limited edition sunglasses, Smart lounged on an exquisite crocodile leather sofa. He was casually puffing on a cigar worth a cool ten-grand, blowing smoke rings with the nonchalance of a goldfish making bubbles. "Well, well, if it isn't the young master of the Evans clan, they call you That retard, right? But looking at you, you don't seem all that 'retarded' to me?" Daniel greeted him with a good-natured chuckle. Smart was taken aback by Daniel's address and asked, his face stern, "What did you call me?" "That retard! I heard from mom that's what they call you, so I just went with it. But it's interesting, these New York aristocrats of yours – 'That retard' as a name? Pretty casual, just like us country folks, huh?" Avery quickly interjected with a scolding tone, "That retard? His name is Smart, not retarded!" "What's the difference? And how is he '