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.

The entire dance floor was left with only Sylvia spinning rapidly. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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.

high-difficulty moves can't stump her?" Martha's

hard, equally dumbfounded. "Mr. Sweeney actually left the floor;

keep up?" Jaelynn's heart was pounding wildly. Sylvia was so beautiful! So cool!

everyone's astonished gaze, Sylvia stopped spinning and

The man's face was ashen, clearly looking like he was about to explode

high heels. Each step seemed to trample on his dignity; she

your cooperation. It's been a long time since

he smiled, a strong desire for conquest in

have successfully caught

Andrews has profound dance skills; I am ashamed of

tired and need to rest. Mr. Sweeney, excuse

left and

worried look on her face. "Are you tired? You've been dancing for so long, and you're still

the banquet quickly passed, but Sylvia's

night, the banquet

room, took off her high heels,

as if she felt no pain; she expressionlessly took a tissue to wipe it

you won't get away with what you did to me

quickly put on socks and slippers to hide her injured foot before opening

you didn't eat much tonight, so I brought you some hot milk.

warmth in her heart and took the milk. "Thank you,

rest." Clare

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

in the sky, stars

entire presidential residence was almost silent except for

at night, but for Franklin,

was always trapped

moment, he sat quietly on his bed, listening

how Sylvia

wondered if she missed

sigh, he groped his

of training and exploration, he

obstacles in the room to the corners so as not to hinder

cane in his hand, tapping

bathroom. He put down the

things that ordinary people could easily accomplish. Soon, Franklin finished using the bathroom and came out

he walked forward until he reached the bed. Feeling the bed, he put

back on the bed for a while, he spoke hoarsely.

say that. You will get better." Jasper quickly comforted him,

used to be such a proud and noble man; now he had become like

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

I must return healthy to Sylvia." Franklin suddenly

his lips. "Sylvia and

long as the young master had dreams and hopes

up, he said, "Young master, you're right.

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