Aysel looked at her pretentious younger sister and chuckled. "I'm not being proud; I just don't want your used things... Ahhh," she suddenly shook her head, looking slightly regretful. "I've forgotten that you love hand-me-downs the most, even with men. But I'm not like you, Daisy. I'm content with what I have."
"Wait, what's going on? What is she trying to say?"
"Is it what I'm thinking? Hopefully, it isn't..."
"Oh no, I'm not expecting there to be something deeper—what a family full of drama."
"So Daisy has such tastes?"
"Tsk, tsk, looking at her clean, innocent face, who would have thought....never mind."
Daisy turned slightly furious at the gossipy women, but she was always used to maintaining a calm, gentlewomanly facade in public. It wasn't easy for her to suddenly act crazy and yell at them to shut up! How could they be so fickle and act so randomly?
Shouldn't they be pointing at Aysel right now and accusing her of being a liar?!
