"Wow, Lila, you look absolutely stunning tonight!"
"Lila, happy birthday!"
"Lila, may I have this dance?"
...
The Fletcher family had gone all out for Lila's birthday celebration, inviting the elite of Cloudflare City's upper class. It was clear how much importance they placed on her, and everyone in attendance understood this, treating her with great kindness and respect.
Lila, with her flawless makeup and sweet smile, gracefully declined the young man who had asked her to dance. Instead, she said with a grin, "You should invite my sister-in-law to the opening dance. She's an amazing dancer." The young man's gaze shifted toward Selena, and his eyes lit up with admiration.
Selena was dressed in a sleek black gown, simple in design but perfectly tailored to accentuate her elegant figure. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her makeup, though subtle, highlighted her striking features. The result was a look that was less sultry and more innocent-a style that could make anyone's heart skip a beat.
"But that might not be appropriate... Mrs. Fletcher should be dancing with her husband," the young man said, clearly intrigued but still hesitant, knowing full well the intimidating presence of Aaron.
Lila, looking sweet and innocent, added, "My brother has some business tonight and will be late. The opening dance can't be left without a partner, right?"
Her charm and innocence made it impossible to refuse.
After a brief moment of consideration, the young man gathered his courage and walked toward Selena.
Selena stood beside Nathalie, watching her exchange pleasantries with the wealthy ladies.
"Mrs. Fletcher, may I have the honor of this dance?"
The unfamiliar voice caught Selena off guard. She turned to see a young man in a white suit, with a patterned shirt underneath, extending his hand toward her. Selena responded with a polite smile, "I'm sorry, I don't dance."
The young man blinked in surprise. "But Miss Lila said you're a great dancer."
Selena smiled. "Oh, she's just teasing you."
Nathalie interjected at that moment. "Selena, Lila's dress isn't suitable for dancing. Why don't you take the opening dance tonight?"
Nathalie maintained a warm and gentle expression, exuding the appearance of a loving mother-in-law, her act impeccable. To outsiders, it seemed as though she and Selena shared a harmonious relationship.
A few guests nearby turned to watch the interaction, and Nathalie was certain that Selena wouldn't dare refuse. After all, a rejection here would surely tarnish her standing in their social circle.
Selena's eyes flickered briefly before she set her champagne glass down.
"Alright, I'll give it a try," she said, seemingly agreeing.
The young man's eyes lit up with excitement at the thought of dancing with such a beautiful woman. He could hardly hide his joy.
But just as Selena took a couple of steps forward, her foot slipped, and with a soft "Oops!" she nearly stumbled.
"What happened? Are you alright?" The young man rushed forward to steady her, his voice full of concern.
Selena gently pushed him away and said with an apologetic smile, "I twisted my ankle. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to dance with you. Perhaps you could invite someone else?" Nathalie's brow furrowed at the scene.
"What's going on?" she asked, her voice laced with irritation.
At that moment, Lila came over with an innocent expression and asked sweetly, "Selena, what happened? You didn't twist your ankle on purpose to avoid dancing with Mr. Brooks, did you? You know his family has close ties with ours. What if he gets upset?" Her words, seemingly innocent, were a direct provocation.
Ernest Brooks turned to Selena, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "So, you didn't want to dance with me?"
Selena's mind raced, a cold smile forming internally.
So, Lila couldn't wait to start stirring things up, could she?
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