She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 207: Cheyenne Brings Shame Upon Herself

Kelvin was infuriated by her disrespectful behavior. His cold, piercing eyes narrowed slightly as a dark emotion flickered across them. Cheyenne was a heartless woman who enjoyed maliciously speculating about others.

Abbie, on the other hand, concealed her inner delight and pretended to be in a difficult situation as she looked over at Kelvin. “Miss Foley trusts me, and I am grateful for that. However, Miss Lawrence’s pole dance is not the same as my ballet performance. I’m afraid it wouldn’t be fair competition.”

Pole dance? The people present looked at Cheyenne with disdainful eyes; in their minds, pole dancing was labeled as vulgar compared to ballet – especially among those who considered themselves high society ladies or wealthy wives.

Moreover, Cheyenne’s stunning beauty made her even more intimidating than Abbie’s petite and pitiful appearance which won everyone’s favor and support.

“Miss Berry, you worry too much,” said Cheyenne with a smile. “If you think that pole dancing cannot compare to ballet easily enough, then why don’t we perform ballet together?”

Cheyenne’s words caused Emelia to burst into laughter like she had heard something hilarious while holding onto her stomach.

“Miss Lawrence,” Emelia continued after calming down from laughing so hard. “Who do you think you are? Ballet is not something one can learn overnight! Moreover, Abbie has been practicing for over ten years now and is even a professor at Varsden College of Dance! You… I’m not trying to discourage you but it would be better if you surrendered early.”

Emelia’s words undoubtedly made Abbie more confident. She had the title of an art college professor, which meant that Cheyenne lost this round.

hearing Emilia’s words before glaring at her sternly and saying, “If you have nothing better to do, then go back to studying! This matter ends here! Tonight is Grandpa’s birthday banquet, not an occasion for venting

accusingly while looking directly into his eyes “Are you siding with Cheyenne?

anger, affection, resentment along

clearly liked this despicable woman named Cheyenne but didn’t

vicinity to drop several degrees – terrifying anyone nearby. “Cheyenne has nothing to do with me. Even if it’s a self-inflicted

nodded confidently, accepting the challenge. She was sure that she could beat Cheyenne as long

wondering if she had been slacking off on her studies lately and needed more

performance was determined by drawing

dance shoes that she left behind during her last visit to the Foley Mansion and hadn’t taken them back yet. When the servant brought them down

smile became even colder and more sarcastic than before. Ever since she moved out of here, Abbie had moved in with Kelvin? It wasn’t surprising at all that there would be a pair of shoes belonging to her here

with her white chiffon dress tonight. Her confidence shone through every spin, jump and arm extension like an elegant swan playing in a lake – just like something straight

any knowledge or expertise on

into the air earlier on during one move, Cheyenne noticed how obvious it

but Cheyenne saw it nonetheless. Perhaps due to lack of practice combined with her foot injury,

injured during her peak, Cheyenne knew that there was no way Abbie could have become a professor at Varsden Art College. There were reasons for

right back at her. He saw disdain and contempt in her eyes, and this only fueled Kelvin’s frustration. He downed his drink, feeling inexplicably

dances so beautifully! She looks just like a fairy!” Emelia exclaimed admiringly while gazing enviously at

Swan Lake is the most technically precise