Maisie’s expression shifted, but Daniel held her hand tightly, sporting a calm smile.

“I suppose it has nothing to do with maintenance but one’s charisma,” he enunciated. “Who doesn’t age? When Maisie reaches your age, I believe she’ll be an elegant and beautiful lady. Time will only make her more composed, not mean and petty.”

He glanced at Maisie with love after uttering those words.

Everyone around heard what he said. Those who were gloating started to whisper among themselves.

Wilfred felt humiliated. Just as he was about to change the topic, Delilah, who was next to him, struck again.

“I can’t believe I made Mr. Quimby say something so romantic from my joke! Seems like you really love Ms. Squire. But I heard that… she hasn’t agreed to your proposal? I wonder if you’ll be with her until she’s old.”

Maisie looked up at her, meeting her arrogant gaze.

“Time’s up, Ms. Squire. Get married. Seize that you’re at your peak! Don’t wait until your hair turns white…”

“If I really waited until that day came, wouldn’t I already be growing older with him?” Maisie finally struck back with a smile.

His heart skipped a beat, but

just one form of love. It’s not everything. Also, I haven’t agreed to his proposal just yet. Meanwhile, someone is married, but… she

eyes sank. She

if I didn’t marry for the rest of my life, I’d stay with him forever. When my hair turns white, then

then, some whispers came

sounds pretty

Ms. Delilah, who is unhappy with

scholars tend to scorn each other. It’s quite interesting to see two

on him coquettishly. She

grim as she had dug her own grave.

and continued the conversation. He wore a plastic smile while complimenting Maisie’s

of white hair is a veil… That’s

couldn’t help but laugh when they heard

Wilfred was embarrassed. “My wife is used to getting her way. She’s doing whatever she wants just because of her little status among

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