Chapter 920 I'm Not a Pushover

"First, you're a part of the family. Since you want to live in the lakeside courtyard, I can't stop you, so I agreed to let you live here. Second, I came back from some shopping long after you got your party rolling. You didn't ask me if you could have a party. And if your personality is an indication of anything, you won't. Third, I didn't join your party. You got in my way as soon as I came back. You didn't even let me return to my room, and the things I bought are still lying on the sofa. Last but not least, I couldn't be sure if it was you who asked the two girls to pour the cocktails on me. But they are your friends, Aunt Qianna, and did you ask them anything when they poured their drinks all over me? No, you just helped them so they could scurry away," Waverly enumerated. Each and every word of hers was firm and convincing. Qianna's face turned red, fuming from embarrassment. "Y-you, you're accusing me for something I did not do, and you're uttering co