The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2076

"Kenneth, does your sister actually know how to dance?" the director asked, still deeply skeptical.

"Uh..." Kenneth slouched in his chair, tapping his foot as he forced a smile. "She said she learned a little."

A little?!

The director felt like his head was going to explode.

This rich girl better not be messing with him!

"Music."

Charlotte called out. She let her arms fall naturally to her sides and tilted her chin up slightly, highlighting the sharp, elegant curve of her jawline.

As the heavy beat dropped, the young woman clenched her fists and launched into the routine with explosive precision.

Every single movement hit the beat flawlessly, and her transitions were incredibly smooth, leaving absolutely zero room for critique.

What was even more mind-blowing was that the choreography leaned heavily into sensuality, yet the way she executed it radiated pure, raw dominance.

Paired with her striking, stunningly badass features, it was impossible to look away.

The dancers beside her held their formations perfectly, giving it their all.

The entire crew watched with wide, shining eyes as Charlotte leapt, spun, and hit every mark without missing a beat.

Even though she wasn't standing in center stage, her sheer presence commanded the room.

It was the exact same routine, but when she danced it, the energy was on an entirely different level.

"She definitely knows what she's doing!"

"Absolutely! She's incredible! Her flexibility is even better than Reba's!"

"Her explosiveness and rhythm are off the charts!"

"It's not that she couldn't dance this whole time, she just couldn't be bothered! The second she steps up, she destroys it! She is so gorgeous and so badass!"

"She choreographed this, too. It fits the track way better than Reba's version."

"Kenneth, you call this 'knowing a little'?" The director stood frozen, his eyes glued to Charlotte as he spoke to Kenneth. "If she's this good, why didn't she step in sooner?"

Kenneth was just as dumbfounded. When he finally snapped out of it, he gave a helpless smirk. "Sometimes, you really can't take my sister's word for it."

"What do you mean?" the director asked.

"She's too modest," Kenneth flashed a brilliant smile, adding, "Besides, I definitely couldn't afford her appearance fee if she danced for real."

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