The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 544 Slandering

"Sweetheart, you’re pretty enough, not terribly ugly. But my goodness, why is your mouth so foul? Smells worse than a public restroom! Even with all your perfume, you can't hide that stench," Daniel said with a chuckle.

His words infuriated Maya. "What did you just say? Who are you calling stinky?"

"Whoever stinks knows it themselves. All that perfume can't mask the stench. I wonder just how rotten, how foul you really are," he taunted, glancing briefly towards her stomach.

Jessica caught his glance and, although silent, gave Daniel a subtle warning pinch on the waist.

Maya, feeling like she was stepped on, raised her voice in anger, "You lowlife, stop babbling nonsense and sullying my good name!"

"Sullying your good name? If you're truly 'pure,' my words won't taint you. If you're not 'pure,' you don’t need me to sully you – you're already dirty, no need to pretend to be a white lotus here!"

"You... you're nothing but a filthy ruffian! A disgusting brute! You're so revolting, it’s unbearable!"

At this moment, Wyatt stepped in. "Maya, let's not waste time on a country bumpkin. Let's play golf. He said he wants to join, right? Let him. Show him up on the green."

Maya was not one to let an insult from a "country bumpkin" slide by easily. After a moment's thought, she laid out her terms to Daniel, "Country boy, if you want to join our golf game, fine. But on top of Wyatt’s $8.88 million prize, each player should put in an additional $880,000. If you can cough up the cash, you’re in. If you can’t, you don’t deserve to play!"

trying to put Daniel on the spot, to shame him. She was convinced this "country bumpkin" could never

Even if she could, she wouldn’t

$880,000?" Daniel said nonchalantly, then turned to Jessica, "Honey,

Jessica muttered

Maya, asking, "Whom do

stunned, staring incredulously at Jessica and asked,

course! Is there a

little boss, can actually pull out $880,000? Pouring out so much money, your little company is gonna go bankrupt, isn't it? To go to such lengths for a 'country bumpkin,' aren’t you something? Don’t tell me,

Chapter 544 Slandering

pretty enough, not terribly ugly. But my goodness, why is your mouth so foul? Smells worse than

did you

the stench. I wonder just how

caught his glance and, although silent, gave

on, raised her voice in anger,

you're truly 'pure,' my words won't taint you. If you're not 'pure,' you don’t need me to sully you – you're already dirty,

a filthy ruffian! A disgusting brute! You're so revolting, it’s

Let's play golf. He said he wants to join, right? Let him. Show him up on the

want to join our golf game, fine. But on top of Wyatt’s $8.88 million prize, each player should put in an additional $880,000. If you can cough up the cash, you’re in. If you can’t,