Chapter 647 Worse than a Dog



As Declan poured out his affection, the crowd was instantly whipped into excitement.

"Marry him, Beauty! Marry him!"

"Beauty, you and Declan are meant to be. You have to be together!"

"Say yes! Say yes!"

"An alliance between The Matthews and The Halls would be a celebration of two powerful families!"

As all eyes were on Beauty, awaiting her eager acceptance, Daniel stepped forward.

"What was that mess you played? That was supposed to be piano? Big Yellow from our village could do better by randomly pawing at the keyboard. How dare you propose with such a performance? Shame on you!"

Daniel's taunt struck like a thunderbolt, leaving the onlookers utterly astonished. Declan, previously brimming with confidence, now glared at Daniel with eyes burning with fury.

"Who exactly are you?" Declan demanded, his voice sharp as steel.

"Declan, you might want to get your ears checked along with your piano skills. Did you not catch what I said? Let me say it again: even Big Yellow from our village plays better than you!"

"Who is Big Yellow?"

Declan, it seemed his excellent piano

playing wasn't the only thing

it was also

understand? With a name like that, Big Yellow is a

Yellow was indeed a dog. It was a profound insult. A country

coming out of your mouth? Daring to say I'm worse than a

really are

to my dog-who also herds sheep, by the way but you don't even measure

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molars in sheer rage, itching to

a dog? Are you suggesting that you, a simpleton from

of musicians and class, was not a man for fistfights, seeing them beneath

I've learned a bit from Big Yellow, not enough to say I'm a master, but I can play. I'd wager

didn't

country bumpkin? Daring to boast that you play better than me? Fine! I'll humbly

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out his affection, the crowd was instantly

Beauty!

to be. You have to be

"Say yes! Say yes!"

The Halls would be a celebration of two

on Beauty, awaiting

could do better by randomly pawing at the keyboard. How dare you propose with

astonished. Declan, previously brimming with confidence, now glared at Daniel with eyes

exactly are you?" Declan demanded, his

your piano skills. Did you not catch what I said? Let me say it again: even Big Yellow from our village plays

"Who is Big Yellow?"

it seemed his

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