"Ms. Nelsen, I think you forgot something. That 'hateful woman' you mentioned is my wife. And that 'punk' is my son. You're insulting both of them. What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Or do you think the Wilson family is easy to mess with?"
"I didn't mean it like that, Daniel. I just don't want you to be fooled," Camille said, looking lost.
She didn't understand him at all.
He never liked Chantelle before so why was he defending her now?
Chantelle must have drugged Daniel or done something to mess with his head.
Disgusting.
"Fooled? Haha. I'd be excited if my wife ever tried to fool me," Daniel said with a mocking tone.
"Daniel, she must've done something to you! Don't worry, I'll help you," Camille said, clenching her teeth in annoyance.
Daniel was completely fed up with her twisted view of Chantelle.
"Ms. Nelsen, please go. I need to rest."
Daniel waved his hand, telling her to leave.
