Idol? Darryl laughed out loud at that word and could not help but ruffled Sara’s head. “You’re such a sweet talker.”
Sara giggled, stuck her tongue out, and was being inexplicably cute.
“Mister Darryl!”
As they were laughing, an anxious voice came from behind.
Darryl turned around and was stunned as a petite figure came chasing after them from the exhibition’s entrance. This woman was wearing high heels, denim jeans, and a white shirt-looking extremely sexy. It was Angela Angel.
‘Why did she chase after us?’ Darryl muttered in his heart.
“Ah!”
“Angela Angel, I love you!”
The surrounding fans suddenly screamed when Angela appeared and was about to surround her, but the security guards blocked them.
Angela approached Darryl in her high heels and seemed nervous. She bit her lip before gently saying with her trembling voice, “Mister Darryl, please stay where you are.”
It was true that she had admired Darryl for a long time. Even though she herself was a celebrity and had met many amazing men, yet how could any of those men be compared to Darryl—a person who saved the entire mainland?