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.

stump her?" Martha's eyes were about to pop

equally dumbfounded. "Mr. Sweeney actually left the floor; he really couldn't keep up

styles every moment; who can keep up?" Jaelynn's heart was pounding wildly. Sylvia was so beautiful! So

spinning

the crowd. The man's face was ashen,

to trample on his dignity; she was like the

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

he smiled, a strong desire for conquest

have successfully

has profound dance skills; I am ashamed of my

tired and

she gracefully left and went

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 high heels..." Sylvia shook her head. "I'm not tired,

Sylvia's perfect dance moves remained deeply etched in everyone's

at night,

off her high heels, and looked at her bleeding heels, where

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

you won't get away with what you

treating her wound, there was a knock on the door. She quickly put on

noticed you didn't eat much

her heart and took the milk.

rest." Clare said before

off her socks and continued treating her wound. She couldn't help but think of Franklin, wondering how he was doing now. Oh! If

in the sky,

residence was almost silent except for streetlights and occasional

but for Franklin, day and night

he was always trapped in

he sat quietly on his bed, listening to the sounds

how

if she missed

groped

and exploration, he could now go to

room to the corners so as not to hinder his

his hand, tapping

put down the cane and

to do things that ordinary people could easily

until he reached the bed. Feeling the bed, he put down the

bed for a while, he spoke hoarsely. "I've become a

You will get better." Jasper quickly comforted him, fearing he might

be such a proud

have psychological struggles; the difference lay in whether one could continue moving forward despite difficulties or remain trapped in pain and depression, eventually

give up being president; I can even accept being blind... but I must return healthy to Sylvia."

on his lips. "Sylvia and I haven't had

the young master had dreams and hopes in

"Young master, you're

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