She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 121: Are You Going to Walk Barefoot Over There?

Cheyenne danced like a bewitching princess, while Iker was the prince who was enchanted by her and lost in her charm.

She fully trusted Iker to let him hold her hand while doing these difficult movements.

As the music reached its climax, Cheyenne suddenly leaped up, planting one of her feet on lker’s knee. She executed a stylish backflip, her silver dress billowing dramatically before her.

Her body slid gracefully across the floor for a short distance, and she landed in a split right in front of Iker.

“Pull me.”

lker’s warm big hand held Cheyenne’s soft hand, and suddenly Cheyenne’s cheek leaned against his palm as if she were taking a nap.

Before everyone had fully recovered from the chaotic splendor of just now, they were suddenly brought into this peaceful and beautiful scene.

Iker tilted his head lightly, and his long eyelashes covered a hint of indulgent smile in his eyes.

A beam of light fell perfectly on Cheyenne’s fair complexion, and a few glistening beads of sweat had formed on the tip of her nose due to her recent movements.

It set against her charming and captivating face, resembling a peach blossom, she appeared incredibly cute, tempting people to want to kiss her nose.

A large, well-defined hand delicately held a piece of cloth and gently wiped her.

Cheers and applause rang in his ears, and the atmosphere in the hall became extremely lively.

In contrast, when it came to Kelvin and Emily, their dance couldn’t be described as unimpressive, but compared to the sensuality and allure of Cheyenne’s performance, theirs seemed rather plain and unremarkable.

Kelvin kept his eyebrows tightly furrowed, while the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Cheyenne. When her leg wrapped around lker’s waist, it triggered a flood of memories in his mind.

The heavy lifelessness spread around him, making the air feel slightly condensed.

in front of her with some dissatisfaction. “Mr. Foley, can’t you come

between them could practically accommodate another person; it

hearing this, Kelvin remained silent and

he twirled her hand, completing a 180-degree turn before letting go, all while

Mr. Foley was afraid that Miss Berry would be

Kelvin didn’t answer.

stop, and

her teeth and watched as those people threw the flowers in their hands into Cheyenne’s

with one hand in his suit pant, and

you choose me as your dance partner next time you dance this

when she looked like a boneless snake entwining Iker just now, he was so

had known that Cheyenne was going to pole dance, he wouldn’t have given Master Iker the opportunity. It would

close contact with Cheyenne made him feel very happy inside. “There won’t be a next time.

she wouldn’t have

“Cheyenne, you’re really cruel. Even if you lied to me

willing

down the three roses in his hand, Omari’s other hand reached out

her high heels

them. The floor is cold. You’re a girl; be careful not to catch

picked them up for her himself – an accomplished lawyer carrying shoes for a woman would seem quite embarrassing in front of

a moment as she looked at the shoes in his hands before feeling warmth flow through her

“Thank you.”

to put on her shoes but she suddenly realized that her feet were dirty now

standing here at center court while sofas are placed near railings meant there was still ten meters or more distance left before

suddenly stepped forward and lifted

“Ah…”

“You…”

almond-shaped eyes widened. The chiseled features, the deep-set eyes held

“Put me down!”

because the man’s arm