“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 master’s birthday, and he came here in person specifically to hand him his present. Moreover, when he arrived at the Lyndon residence, he realized that someone was indeed celebrating their birthday.

Wayne gulped and handed over the box in his hands. “Since Mister Darby isn’t here, I shall depart. This is a birthday gift, I’ll leave it here.”

Wayne then left with his men.

Just as he left, the crowd could not wait any longer and surrounded the birthday gift he left behind. Grandmother Lyndon motio