Chapter 994

Her soft waist was incredibly beautiful.

The onlookers wished they could give her a pair of water sleeves to let her perform to her heart's content.

Tristan's face was dark, and he was internally collapsing!

He could do anything, except dance traditional folk dances!

His face turned pale with anger, but he held back, not wanting to leave the dance floor to Sylvia alone!

If he left, it would mean he had lost!

He would be a failure, and his pride would be shattered!

Tristan's competitive spirit wouldn't allow him to lose, but he found himself gradually unable to keep up. Because... Sylvia's dance steps changed again; she started performing cool street dance moves.

Everyone knew that street dance moves were stylish and very challenging.

And he couldn't do it at all!

As a nobleman, he had only learned social dances that were elegant and graceful, not cool and flashy ones.

When Sylvia performed a high-difficulty spin, he had no choice but to let go of her hand and leave the floor in disgrace.

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She was doing an eighteen-turn, 360-degree spin.

The skirt of her dress blossomed into a dazzling flower in mid-air as she spun.

She was the most eye-catching focus of the entire scene!

"Even the kings of street dance rarely spin this fast!"

"Yeah! Eighteen spins would make most people dizzy. That's why many top dancers choose to spin more slowly."

"Eighteen spins aren't impossible, but spinning this fast! She's the first!"

"This... is even more impressive than the dance kings!"

Some who had studied dance began to whisper professionally.

Annika and the other women were stunned.

can't stump her?" Martha's eyes were

left the

who can keep up?" Jaelynn's heart

everyone's astonished gaze, Sylvia stopped spinning and ended with a

eyes landed coldly on Tristan's face in the crowd. The man's

lips, stepping towards Tristan in high heels. Each step seemed to trample on his dignity; she was like the queen

thank you for your cooperation. It's been a long time since I've

darkness, but he smiled, a strong desire

successfully

profound dance skills; I am

and need to rest.

she gracefully left and went straight to the

on the sofa, Old Mrs. Hipps came over with Clare. The old lady had a worried look on her face. "Are you tired? You've been dancing for so long, and you're still wearing

the banquet quickly passed, but Sylvia's perfect dance moves remained deeply etched

night, the

room, took off her high heels, and

pain; she expressionlessly took a tissue to wipe

won't get away with what you did

door. She quickly put on socks and slippers to

with a cup of hot milk. "Sylvia, I noticed you didn't eat much tonight, so I brought you

felt a surge of warmth in her heart

some rest." Clare

She couldn't help but think of Franklin, wondering how he was

moon hung in the sky,

entire presidential residence was almost silent except

night, but for Franklin,

always trapped in

sat quietly on his bed, listening to the sounds of insects outside the

wondered how Sylvia

if

groped his

days of training and exploration, he could now

moved all obstacles in the room to the corners so as not to hinder his

in his hand, tapping as

cane touched the glass door of the bathroom. He put

sad seeing him struggle to do things that ordinary people could easily accomplish. Soon, Franklin finished using the

cane as he walked forward until he reached the bed. Feeling the bed, he put down the

bed for a while,

say that. You will get better." Jasper

proud and

in whether one could continue moving forward despite difficulties or remain trapped in pain and depression, eventually becoming truly useless.

accept being blind... but I must return healthy to Sylvia." Franklin suddenly spoke softly. "So

on his lips. "Sylvia

young master had dreams and hopes in

"Young master, you're right. Madam is

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