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..."

I already be

taken aback. His heart skipped a beat, but he

It's not everything. Also, I haven't agreed to his proposal just yet. Meanwhile, someone is

eyes sank. She

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 it'll

then, some whispers

sounds pretty

about Ms. Delilah, who is unhappy with

scholars tend to scorn each other. It's quite interesting to

Daniel's arm, leaning on him

turned grim as she had dug her own grave. She turned

kept apologizing and continued the conversation. He wore a plastic

of

around couldn't help but laugh when

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