After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Lyra remained calm and collected, "Alright."

She turned her head to look at Cody, but saw Cody blushing with obvious awkwardness, and he said in a very small voice, "Lyra... I can't do this song. Am I embarrassing you?"

Lyra didn't say anything, and didn't mean to blame him.

Sheila once again broke the silence, smiling more smugly, "It seems that Mr. Carver can't help you. What would you do now? What if no one here want to dance with you? How embarrassing would that be!"

Lyra remained silent as her eyes scanned across the men in the room.

A few men coveted the beautiful Lyra and at one point they wanted to stand up and invite her, but to think that she was wearing a knock-off dress, they were afraid they would be disgraced being on stage with her, so they eventually gave up.

For two minutes, none in the room asked to dance with Lyra.

Sheila's smug grin could not get any wider.

She was about to continue taunting Lyra when suddenly from the back of the crowd came a man's husky voice.

"I wonder if Miss Carroll would like to dance with me?"

The crowd looked over. Melvin had returned to the hall at some point and was looking at Lyra on the red carpet with an intense gaze.

He actually never left the room, but just went to a quiet and inconspicuous place to stay; he did not want to get involved in the clash between women.

But Charlotte had finished her dance, which meant there was probably something wrong with Lyra's dress.

If he danced with Lyra, he could help cover her waistline to prevent the dress from being ripped, so as to avoid the embarrassing outcome.

He thought he was just being nice, but some people thought different.

"Melvin..."

"Brother!"

Charlotte and Sheila spoke out almost simultaneously.

Sheila was very excited, "Brother, how can you help her! You are Charlotte's fiancé. You didn't even help Charlotte, instead you want to help this woman. What will the others think of Charlotte then? You can't do this to her, right?"

Charlotte did not complain, just looking at him pitifully with her eyes reddened. But in her heart, she was already bellowing with hatred.

to his invitation, then what did it make her, the

awkwardness, but his didn't even offer his

What the hell!

hatred

at Lyra again, his eyes signaling her

just threw a glance at him and then withdrew her gaze. She walked straight to the stage, speaking emotionlessly, "I appreciate your kindness, Mr. Freeman, but it is not necessary, because

woman

and she actually wants to dance alone? And look at her expression just now. She didn't even take Mr.

wait to see her make a fool

"..."

around Lyra was

by contrast, was quietly

Sheila smiled triumphantly, "Good."

He pursed his lips, did not say anything

the person rejected his kindness so firmly, then

if she did

she was quickly immersed

all went silent and sat back to watch

But...

One second, two seconds...

were waiting to see the clown

spotlight was

and flowing, making her like

seemed to have become one with the music, sometimes grand and elegant, sometimes passionate and wild. Even the most difficult cross-steps, spins and jumps in

a dance-for-two into a

dance

my God! How

best 'Lover' dance I've ever

a pity. If only I had just stood up and invited her to dance. She was so beautiful! What did I

who refused to step out

just a second, tonight would be more

people regretted it,

so engrossed

who was like a white swan on stage, his eyes

most difficult tango dance so perfectly, one needed at least five years of

Lyra had been like a mysterious treasure vault to him, constantly giving him surprises as