"I never said today was my birthday; you all misunderstood," Joy Ward stubbornly denied, because this way she was just misunderstood by others, not at fault.
But these noblewomen, daughters from prestigious families, were all as shrewd as they come; they understood Joy Ward's intentions with just a little thought.
Such a bitch.
After they had gone to such lengths to flatter her, it turned out she wasn't the evening's birthday girl.
This sense of being deceived spread anger among everyone's hearts.
No matter how Joy Ward argued, there was no way they would allow themselves to be put at a disadvantage.
"Heh, Miss Ward, you may not have said today is your birthday, but after we misunderstood, you didn't clarify. Moreover, when we wished you a happy birthday, you were smiling so happily, as if you had tacitly agreed," someone challenged.
"Yeah, you even have the nerve to say that, dressed like this at someone else's birthday party; who wouldn't misunderstand?" another added.