She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 120: A Stunning Dance

Emily gracefully placed her hand in Kelvin’s broad and warm palm, the combination of silver and black, not losing out to the classic black and white.

In contrast to Hayden’s elegance, Kelvin’s coldness and arrogance added a touch of restraint to his demeanor. Such a man undoubtedly stirred a desire to conquer in those who encountered him Emily felt like she was being watched, but Kelvin’s gaze was fixed on Cheyenne and Iker who were not far away.

“Miss Lawrence, how can I assist you?”

Cheyenne’s lips curved into a smile as she reached for the pearl bracelet on her wrist, taking it off and lifting up her fair arms to wrap it around her head.

The fair and delicate hands deftly shuttle through the wavy long hair, quickly twisting it up into a bun with just a few moves.

The slightly tousled bun with a few stray strands cascading down at her temples added a hint of playful casualness.

As her long hair was lifted up, the onlookers caught sight of her smooth neck and a slender, fair- skinned back that she revealed, radiating an alluring charm.

A blue rose bloomed prominently on her protruding shoulder blade, making her look like a alluring fairy.

This silver long dress is already stunning from the front, but the slit design at the back is truly the finishing touch.

Cheyenne let down her long hair before because she felt that the dress was too revealing.

Now, for the dance, she had lifted it up, making her already stunning appearance even more dreamlike and enchanting, leaving everyone in awe.

In terms of physique, Emily has already lost.

“Okay, let’s begin.”

Cheyenne relaxed and gave a faint smile, kicking off her high heels with her foot.

Her slender and delicate feet landed gracefully on the golden floor. With the slit in her dress, her perfectly formed legs were exposed, their skin fair and smooth, even her toes appearing delightfully rounded and cute.

Although it is summer now, walking barefoot on the floor at night still feels icy cold.

Kelvin glanced over, his lips pursed into a straight line.

“Aren’t you cold? What are you doing…”

was up to, but as he looked at her fair, slender ankles, he

your wheelchair. I will tell you what to do and you just

whispered in a sweet and clear

hearing that, Cheyenne responded nonchalantly,

of coldness surrounding Kelvin made her

compete separately, but unexpectedly, it was a joint performance. Emily was dancing a standard ballroom

and rhythmic than the waltz, with a

dance master and Emily was confident she could outperform

mandatory skill for wealthy scions, which

many years had passed since he last danced, his exceptional memory allowed him to vividly recall everything

opening move, Emily stepped onto Kelvin’s knee, and his large hand supported her thigh as he lifted

resembling a

“Excellent!”

the President’s daughter; Miss Davidson

enthusiastically, putting immense pressure

Cheyenne and asked, “What

where you are and hold

his side. Her right arm gracefully extended as she

seductive serpent. She swayed her waist and elegantly seated herself

undeniably too intimate. Iker held his breath, gritting his teeth as he sternly whispered in her

think I’m trying

what you’re

was sitting on his lap, and she still

unconsciously tightened, and he

“Mr. Foley.”

“Sorry.”

followed Emily’s lead,

her smile radiant as she twirled her skirt

other hand, Cheyenne was equally

opened up, guiding Iker as they began together. She softly instructed him, “Left sway.” His head swayed to the

“Right sway.”

hand moved

Iker squinted his eyes, watching

suddenly stood up from his lap, and there was a

felt a little

wrapped around his lean waist, clinging to him like a