The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 475: You Really Have a Lot of Nerve

"But..." Willow Grant bit her lower lip hard, struggling to say, "But the Hunting Goddess was prepared just for me... Mrs. Stone specially borrowed it for me."

"Prepared for you?" Damian Knight sneered again, but this time his tone was even more merciless, "You really have a lot of nerve."

"...How is that possible?"

Willow Grant looked at Susan Stone in disbelief.

Susan Stone’s face showed a subtle embarrassment as she walked over, clearing her throat, saying, "Willow, dear, I actually sent you the Star River. As for this Hunting Goddess... I don’t even know who it’s intended for."

"What?!"

Willow Grant’s eyes widened in shock.

Susan Stone could only offer a helpless chuckle.

In fact, Susan had wanted to say this for a long time but had never found the opportunity to speak up.

Looking at Susan’s expression, Willow knew she was telling the truth. The Hunting Goddess wasn’t prepared by Damian Knight for her, nor was it sent to her by Susan Stone.

This matter was a misunderstanding from the beginning, a ridiculous joke!

Suddenly, Willow Grant felt her face burning hot, as if it were about to explode, breaking the defenses of her inner fortitude. She even wished she could just vanish.

Instinctively, she looked around at the crowd, only to find that the envy on their faces had vanished, replaced by ridicule.

They didn’t even bother to hide their scorn, openly mocking her—

"What? The Hunting Goddess wasn’t played for Willow Grant after all?"

"Hahaha, I find it hilarious! Just thinking about her happy expression earlier makes me laugh."

"I’m glad I’m not Willow Grant, otherwise I’d be socially dead right now and too embarrassed to face anyone."

"Am I the only one who noticed? Willow Grant’s words thanking Mrs. Stone were louder than before; it was obviously not meant for Mrs. Stone to hear, but for us. She just wanted us all to envy her! What a clever ’green tea’ she is!"

As they spoke, they made no effort to consider whether Willow Grant would hear them, even deliberately wanting her to hear.

More than envying others, people are more willing to kick someone when they’re down.

It’s human nature.

As Willow Grant listened to those taunts, her face, already red, began to pale.

In her entire life, she had never faced such humiliation, but after arriving in Crestfall, everything seemed to go wrong one after another.

Summer Monroe!

It was all because of Summer Monroe!

Willow Grant abruptly lifted her head, searching for Summer Monroe’s figure among the crowd.

Summer was standing on the flower bed, taller than everyone else, with Finn Ford and Ronan Kingston by her side. The three stood out like cranes among chickens, and Willow found Summer easily, staring at her with a cold gaze.

She utterly loathed Summer Monroe!

At this moment, Damian Knight also spotted Summer.

He raised his hand and directly called out to Summer, "Summer, come over here!"

Earlier, Summer hadn’t paid attention to Damian Knight and Willow Grant; all her focus was on the Hunting Goddess.

Now, hearing Damian’s voice calling her name, she snapped back to reality, looking at him with a hint of surprise.

"What are you standing there for?" Damian inserted one hand into his pocket, pointing casually at the piano they just brought down, "Come and see if this piano suits you."

If it didn’t suit her, he could find a better one for her.

However, it seemed there wasn’t a piano more famous than the Hunting Goddess anywhere in the world.