The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 277 An Ungrateful Woman

Despite Oliver's chiding, Emily wasn't done yet. "Brittany, it's Grandpa's 80th birthday, and my husband brought an antique worth a million dollars. And your boyfriend only brought two bottles of booze that I doubt are even worth ten dollars. Even if they're not poisoned, it's just too shabby, isn't it?"

Emily's remarks brought Daniel to a stop right in the middle of his meal. He decided it was time to shut this ungrateful woman up for good. "My gift is aged liquor. It's fifty-year-old vodka, and each bottle is worth over a million dollars."

His blunt honesty sparked howls of laughter from everyone around. "Ha ha ha ha..."

After the laughter subsided, the whispers began. "What? Two dirty bottles of vodka from fifty years ago, each worth a million dollars?"

"A million-dollar bottle of alcohol wrapped in a dirty plastic bag?"

"Fifty-year-old vodka? Does he really think we're that gullible?"

"This kind of 'aged' liquor is all over the internet. A well-done vintage replica sells for two or three hundred. But if it looks like this, we can tell it's fake at a glance. I bet it doesn't cost more than a few tens of dollars!"

The relatives scoffed at Daniel, but Oliver had had enough. "Enough! Shut your mouths!" He bellowed, silencing the crowd. "Daniel, you gave me two bottles of liquor. Whether they're valuable or cheap, I appreciate your thoughtfulness. But you can’t lie, son."

enjoyed lively company. It didn’t matter who

I did not lie to you. The bottles I brought

realization in Emily. "Don’t pretend I don’t know what

what plan is

explanation is that you want something special—you want my family to

as me, she won't marry someone as successful as my husband, who manages major city projects. But with Brittany's looks, marrying a small business owner or a white-collar worker shouldn't be a

country boy, wanting to marry Brittany; she

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it's Grandpa's 80th birthday, and my husband brought an antique worth a million dollars. And your boyfriend only brought

middle of his meal. He decided it was time to shut this ungrateful woman up for good. "My gift is aged liquor. It's fifty-year-old vodka, and

sparked howls of laughter from everyone around. "Ha ha

the whispers began. "What? Two dirty bottles of vodka from fifty years ago, each

wrapped

he really think

vintage replica sells for two or three hundred. But if it looks like this, we can tell it's fake at a glance. I bet it doesn't cost more than a few tens of

enough. "Enough! Shut your mouths!" He bellowed, silencing the crowd. "Daniel, you gave me two bottles of liquor. Whether they're valuable or cheap, I appreciate