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.

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

actually left the floor; he really couldn't keep up with

changes dance styles every moment; who can keep up?" Jaelynn's heart was pounding wildly. Sylvia was

gaze, Sylvia stopped spinning and

Tristan's face in the crowd. The man's face was ashen, clearly

on his dignity;

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

but he smiled, a strong desire for conquest in his smile. Very good,

successfully

Andrews has profound dance skills;

"I'm a bit tired and need to rest. Mr. Sweeney, excuse

that, she gracefully left and went

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,

but Sylvia's perfect dance moves remained

at night,

room, took off her high heels, and looked at her bleeding heels,

pain; she expressionlessly took

get away with

on the door. She quickly put on socks and slippers to hide her injured foot before opening the

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

of warmth in her heart

rest." Clare said

continued treating her wound. She couldn't help but think of Franklin, wondering how he was doing now. Oh! If he were here... tonight's events

in the

almost silent except

for Franklin, day and

was always trapped

quietly on his bed, listening to the sounds of insects

wondered how Sylvia

wondered if she

sigh, he groped his

days of training and exploration, he could now go to the bathroom

to the corners so as not to hinder his

his

cane touched the glass door of the bathroom. He put down

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

as he walked forward until he reached the

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

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

proud

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

return healthy to Sylvia." Franklin suddenly spoke softly. "So

lips. "Sylvia and I haven't

As long as the young master had dreams and hopes in his heart, he would surely

you're right. Madam is still

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255