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.

saying, “If you have nothing better to do, then go back to studying! This matter ends here!

siding with Cheyenne? You know very well that she will

looked towards Abbie, his gaze remained calm, but when he gazed towards Cheyenne, his eyes were filled with anger, affection, resentment along with jealousy. This was how men should look when they saw someone

named Cheyenne but didn’t realize

words hit the mark, and Kelvin’s expression darkened further. The intimidating aura that surrounded him caused the temperature in the vicinity to drop several degrees – terrifying anyone nearby. “Cheyenne has nothing to do with me. Even if it’s a self-inflicted humiliation, it’s her own choice,” Kelvin

nodded confidently, accepting the challenge. She was sure that she could beat Cheyenne as long as Kelvin didn’t

Emelia, wondering if she had been slacking off on her studies lately and

determined by drawing lots, unfortunately for Cheyenne,

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

had moved in with Kelvin? It wasn’t surprising at all that there would be

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 out

were watching this performance without any knowledge or expertise on dance

on during one move, Cheyenne noticed how obvious it was that Abbie’s her

have been subtle but Cheyenne saw it nonetheless. Perhaps due to lack of practice combined with her foot

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

He saw disdain and contempt in her eyes, and this

just like a fairy!” Emelia exclaimed admiringly

of Swan Lake is the most technically