Chapter 38
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In front of so many people, she will become a joke.
If there are people who want to lose face, they are happy to watch the fun.
Laura and Bertha were on stage, looking at each other. She was also very suspicious. Where did Bertha have the confidence that the dress she wore was real?
Furthermore, when did Bertha learn to dance the Tango?
Even Laura had just learned the high-class dance of the upper class. The Lover dance was too difficult, she could only remember the basic movements.
What if this woman knows how to dance, and dances better than her?
Laura thought uneasily.
Bertha saw that she did not answer, so she smiled and said. "Laura, don't you dare? Are you scared?"
This statement was an undisguised provocation. If Laura did not agree, she would be looked down upon, and people would even think that there was something wrong with her.
Rose immediately stood up to encourage Laura. "Sister Laura, don't be afraid. Just challenge her to a fight. Since she proposed, just let her jump first, so she can lose face in front of everyone."
Right. She almost forgot.
Laura's eyes lit up, Bertha's dress was a fake, even if she danced well, it would definitely tear, and then she could only be embarrassed.
After thinking clearly, Laura spoke. "If you're so persistent, then... I agree. Our two dances today will be considered as entertainment for the guests sitting here."
She said, her fingers gently pulling up her skirt, smiling and bowing to everyone.
All the guests liked her appearance very much, they enthusiastically respected her.
In the end, Laura chose who would jump first and who would jump last. She chose herself to jump first.
If Bertha loses face, by then, no one will be interested in enjoying her graceful dancing skills.
So Laura decided to jump first, to gain a good reputation, which was great.
Because the Lover's dance involves both men and women dancing together, Laura unconsciously looks towards Derek.
But his location was empty, it was unknown where he had gone.
There was no other way, in front of so many people, Laura couldn't run to find him.
So, among the young masters who invited her to dance, she chose the most handsome one.
The music played, and the two of them started dancing to the rhythm.
Although Laura's dancing wasn't that beautiful, she remembered all the moves from the previous half. Most importantly, after all, she was the central character of tonight's party, and everyone still flattered her immensely.
Laura confidently said that her performance surprised everyone with her beauty, making her dance even more enthusiastically.
But when she raised her arm to follow the music, a sound suddenly sounded like it was being torn apart.
The sound was small, completely overwhelmed by the music, but she was the one wearing it, she felt it very clearly.
Are her clothes about to be torn?
Laura immediately panicked.
How could this happen? Her clothes are genuine, maybe it's because her movements are too strong.
She thought angrily, her movements had softened a lot.
Because she wasn't mentally focused, she couldn't keep up with the music. She put her right foot out just in time to step on her partner's foot.
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Laura awkwardly retracted her legs, finishing the dance on time.
"I'm sorry for making everyone laugh. I just learned the Lover dance two days ago so I didn't perform well."
Rose nodded and said. "Just two days of studying and you can already dance like that, sister Laura, you don't need to be humble, you're already very good."
Many guests also praised Greer's house for saving face.
Mr. Danny and Mrs. Darla also smiled modestly.
Laura breathed a sigh of relief, she was even more convinced that her movements just now were too strong, her dress couldn't possibly be a fake.
Laura's dance was over. Although she didn't dance well, at least there was no problem with her dress.
Everyone's eyes looking toward Bertha immediately became even more strange.
Rose laughed at her. "Sister Laura has finished dancing, now it's your turn."
Bertha's face was still calm and leisurely. "Okay."
She turned her head to look at Kirjani. She saw that Kirjani's face was pale. He looked extremely embarrassed and spoke softly. "Sister Bertha, I don't know how to dance Lover, have I embarrassed you?"
Bertha didn't say anything, nor did she mean to blame him.
Rose smiled even more proudly. "It seems like he can't help you, what should you do? Is there a chance that there will be no one in the whole hall who wants to dance with you?"
Bertha still said nothing, her eyes scanning all the men at the party.
There were a few men who lusted after the beautiful Bertha and wanted to stand up and invite her to dance, but they decided that her dress was fake, and they were afraid they would lose face with her on stage. They still choose to give up.
Waiting two minutes later, from beginning to end, no one volunteered to dance with Bertha in the entire hall.
Rose's expression was arrogant.
She was preparing to continue satirizing Bertha when suddenly a man's low, strong voice came from the crowd.
"I wonder if Miss. Bertha will dance with me?"
Everyone followed the voice, not knowing when Derek had returned to the party, his bright eyes looking towards Bertha standing on the red carpet.
He never left the party, he just went to a quiet place. In conflicts between women, he didn't want to interfere at all.
But Laura had already finished dancing, which made it clear that Bertha's dress was very likely to be problematic.
If he dances with her, he can help her hold her dress if her dress is torn, so she doesn't lose face.
He feels he's just acting out of kindness, but some people wouldn't think so.
"Derek."
"Older brother."
Laura and Rose spoke almost at the same time.
