Chapter 1435 - 1434: Lying Through One’s Teeth

Chapter 1435: Chapter 1434: Lying Through One’s Teeth

"Just because you talk to me, do I have to respond? We don’t even know each other, right?"

Do I really need to greet strangers with a smile on Main Street and then reveal all my secrets?

"You!"

Serena Davis didn’t expect Nia Mitchell to speak like this, her brows immediately furrowing tightly.

"Why are you talking like that?"

Before Serena Davis could speak, a bystander had already had enough and started to interject.

"Yeah, Miss Davis talking to you is a sign of respect, and yet you’re so rude."

"I’ve never seen her at previous parties, looks like she’s crashing a Blackwood family gathering for the first time."

"What sort of person is this, sneaking in here—it does take some skill, though."

......

Hearing these words, Nia Mitchell was instantly infuriated.

"I came here openly and have an invitation."

Nia Mitchell glared at these rich ladies, finding them unpleasant.

Thinking of this, she refocused her gaze back on Serena Davis.

"We’re not even close; there’s no need for me to tell you my business."

With that, Nia Mitchell was about to leave, but Serena Davis grabbed her.

"What are you doing?"

Nia Mitchell forcefully shrugged Serena Davis off, not expecting her to lose her balance and fall to the ground.

"Ah!"

Serena Davis screamed, sitting on the ground quite embarrassingly.

"It hurts!"

She extended her hand, and her palm had a few spots of broken skin, with drops of blood beading out.

"Oh my God! Miss Davis!"

Those around, the socialites, immediately rushed to help Serena Davis to her feet.

Several even considered pushing Nia Mitchell.

Nia Mitchell hesitated, wearing high heels, her feet hurt the more she stood; being able to walk normally was a feat already, let alone if someone pushed her.

For safety’s sake, she directly took off her high heels, holding the expensive shoes in her hand.

"Mrs. Davis is coming out of the restroom soon, you can’t leave after pushing someone, and you still want to go?"

"Yeah, how could she lay hands on someone, such an exaggeration."

"Right, girls, let’s all stay here to witness for Miss Davis."

What?

Hit someone?

Nia Mitchell’s mouth twitched; these people had wild imaginations.

Serena Davis looked pitiful as she was helped to her feet, then angrily glared at Nia Mitchell.

"Why did you hit me?"

"You pulled me, I only shook you off; who knew you couldn’t even stand straight."

Nia Mitchell spoke angrily, her big eyes opened wide.

Everyone watched her holding her high heels and laughed at her.

She’s just an ugly duckling trying to make a spectacle; maybe her dress is also from a street stall.

Serena Davis couldn’t understand why such a person would be brought by someone as prominent as Young Master Peary.

"You’re twisting words, obviously it’s you who hit and pushed me."

Serena Davis was full of arrogance, as if this place was hers.

These blatant lies made Nia Mitchell want to disdain her.

"Aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue lying like that?"

Nia Mitchell roared.

"I’m just telling the truth, and you think you’re in the right after hitting someone?"

The argument raged on, and at this moment, Mrs. Davis came out of the restroom.

"What’s happening?"