Maisie's expression shifted, but Daniel held her hand tightly, sporting a calm smile.

"I suppose it has nothing to do with maintenance but one's charisma," he enunciated. "Who doesn't age? When Maisie reaches your age, I believe she'll be an elegant and beautiful lady. Time will only make her more composed, not mean and petty."

He glanced at Maisie with love after uttering those words.

Everyone around heard what he said. Those who were gloating started to whisper among themselves.

Wilfred felt humiliated. Just as he was about to change the topic, Delilah, who was next to him, struck again.

"I can't believe I made Mr. Quimby say something so romantic from my joke! Seems like you really love Ms. Squire. But I heard that... she hasn't agreed to your proposal? I wonder if you'll be with her until she's old."

Maisie looked up at her, meeting her arrogant gaze.

"Time's up, Ms. Squire. Get married. Seize that you're at your peak! Don't wait until your hair turns white..."

came, wouldn't I already be growing older with him?" Maisie finally struck

His heart skipped a beat, but

everything. Also,

sank. She looked at

I are different." Maisie chuckled. "Even though we're not married, we only love each other. Even if I didn't marry for the rest of my life, I'd stay with him forever. When my hair turns white,

then, some whispers came among the

sounds

about Ms. Delilah, who is unhappy with her

think so... They say scholars tend to scorn each other. It's quite interesting to see two authors argue.

arm, leaning on him coquettishly. She smiled at

dug her

conversation. He wore a plastic smile while

of white hair is a veil... That's fresh.

when they heard how awkward his laugh

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