She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 121

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 Iker'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."

Iker'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 Iker's waist, it triggered a flood of memories in his mind.

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

Emily bit her lip and looked up at the man in front of her with some dissatisfaction. "Mr. Foley, can't you come closer?"

The distance between them could practically accommodate another person; it hardly resembled a couple's dance.

Upon hearing this, Kelvin remained silent and did not speak.

Taking a large step back, he twirled her hand, completing a 180-degree turn before letting go, all while responding, "Miss Davidson, this is how I learned to dance."

"I thought Mr. Foley was afraid that Miss Berry would be jealous."

Kelvin didn't answer.

The music slowly came to a stop, and Emily's dance on this side also ended.

However, she lost. She gritted her teeth and watched as those people threw the flowers in their hands into Cheyenne's basket.

Omari chose three red roses, with one hand in his suit pant, and walked up leisurely with a relaxed expression.

His charming eyes were full of amazement. "Cheyenne, can you choose me as your dance partner next time you dance this dance?"

At the moment when she looked like a boneless snake entwining Iker just now, he was so jealous and crazy.

If he had known that Cheyenne was going to pole dance, he wouldn't have given Master Iker the opportunity. It would have been so much better for him to go up himself.

Thinking about being in such close contact with Cheyenne made him feel very happy inside.

"There won't be a next time. This time it was necessary."

If it hadn't been Iker on stage, she wouldn't have resorted to this strategy at all.

Omari pouted in frustration and let out a sigh. "Cheyenne, you're really cruel. Even if you lied to me once, I would be very happy."