Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 173-1

"Danielle, how could you lie to everyone? If you have no money, just tell me and I’ll give it to you. We can pick a gift within our budget. Small in value, but big in meaning. But now, you bring out a fake painting..."

"Danielle, I even gave up David, even though I was reluctant because you said you liked him. But can you please consider David’s reputation? Don’t be so willful. What you did really disappointed us."

Audrey said with a pained heart, confirming that Danielle was just putting on a facade of wealth. She also implied that her engagement with David was ruined because of Danielle, which forced her to break up with him.

The people who came to the banquet looked at Danielle with contempt. Now, they understood why she could stay by David’s side. Danielle must have used tricks to get there, probably because of her mother’s influence.

Everyone looked at Audrey with sympathy, watching as she still spoke kindly of the person who had stolen her fiancé.

She was so kind.

Danielle glanced at the people present, feeling as if they all wished she were dead.

seemed that her kindness before had only made

paintings, while those mocking

also exchanged glances with David. But David acted as if he hadn’t noticed, letting a bunch of

step forward to smooth things

have X-ray vision that

you’d better have evidence before you speak, otherwise what’s the difference between you and a fool? I suggest

trying to take advantage of others’ ignorance, playing the victim to stir sympathy and attack me.

to mock me without knowing the truth, I know you are targeting me. I am usually very easy to talk to, but sometimes if I am unhappy, someone will have to pay the price. Are you ready for

moment, Danielle was like a female general on the battlefield, her eyes were cold, her aim was clear, and every word she said made people tremble

several wealthy

the Charrington family’s house. Do you know who we

us to pay the price. This is the funniest

the turmoil inside her, speaking in a calm tone

can’t afford to offend. Today is Mr. Barnes’s birthday, so I won’t do anything to you here. When the birthday