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.

her kindness before had only made those who spoke

stepped forward and quickly declared the authenticity of her paintings, while those

Tara looked at Danielle with concern and also exchanged glances with David. But David acted as if he hadn’t noticed, letting

forward to smooth things over, he heard

vision that you immediately claimed my painting was

otherwise what’s the difference between you and a fool? I suggest you keep

You’re trying to take advantage of others’ ignorance, playing the victim

I know you are targeting me. I am usually very easy to

moment, Danielle was like a female general on the battlefield, her eyes were cold, her aim was clear, and

wealthy ladies said

house. Do you know who we are? How dare you speak

this girl is speaking too arrogantly. She even wants us to pay the price. This is the funniest

speaking in a calm tone with a

nothing to do with the Charrington family. I’m someone you can’t afford to offend. Today is Mr. Barnes’s birthday, so I won’t do anything to you here. When the birthday party is over,