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Read Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 43 – I Can’t Dance
Seeing that she was serious, Gisselle did not mention Roland.
Roland was not a good man anyway, so it was better not to talk about him.
However, Roland pursued Samara even more. The artificial flowers differed in kind every day. He also
mentioned Samara on his Instagram every day. However, Samara was quite calm.
At the Thursday dinner, Samara wore a sexy black dress, which attracted a lot of attention as soon as
she entered.
Gisselle came over to join in the fun. When she saw Roland walk over, she pulled Samara. “Samara,
look at your nine.”
Samara tilted her head and looked over. When she saw Roland, she frowned.
“Ms. Novak”
In less than two seconds, Roland was in front of her.
Roland was wearing a red suit today, which made his face look even more attractive.
Samara smiled. “Mr. Garza.‘
“Are the flowers I sent not good?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRoland took a sip of red wine and looked at her with his narrow eyes.
“They are.”
“Then why didn’t you agree to any of the dates?”
Did he ask her out?
Samara thought of the bouquet she never received and suddenly realized something. She slightly raised
her eyebrows, but her expression did not change. “I’m sorry, Mr. Garza. I’ve been busy recently.”
Roland did not expose her. “Then, may I invite you to a dance?”
After Roland finished speaking, he raised his hand to make an invitation gesture before Samara replied.
Gisselle had let go of her hand and stood aside to watch the show. Everyone in Chicago knew that
Roland had declared to pursue Samara.
At this time, Roland invited Samara to dance. Although many people were still talking, their focus was on
them.
“I can’t dance, Mr. Garza.”
She could dance, but she didn’t want to dance with Roland.
“It doesn’t matter. You can step on me.”
Samara was speechless.
When Roland finished speaking, he reached out and led Samara to the dance floor.
Victor, who was watching, couldn’t help but snort. “Roland is so shameless!”
After saying that, Victor looked away at Chaim beside him. Seeing him looking at the dance floor, Victor
deliberately asked, “Do you want to dance, too?”
Chaim did not say anything, but his face was quite cold.
On the dance floor, Samara and Roland were getting more harmonious. Gradually, the gentle music
became cheerful, and Samara, who said she could not dance, was dancing.
The other people on the dance floor subconsciously let Samara and Roland dance in the middle. The
two of them became the focus of everyone’s attention.
Seeing that Chaim did not speak, Victor didn’t bother to stir things up.
The dance floor was getting more and more lively. Victor did not expect that Samara would not only play
the drums but also dance well.
Although Roland was a sloppy person and did not look reliable, he was a member of the national dance
team. It was only after Roland was injured that he quit.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, on the dance floor, Roland was leading the dance with Samara. The rhythm got faster, and their
dance became more beautiful. The hem of Samara’s long dress was raised again and again, and the
onlookers could not help but
sway.
“Samara practiced dancing, right? She can even keep up with Roland’s rhythm!”
Chaim snorted coldly. “Ugly.”
Didn’t she say that she couldn’t dance?
Liar!
Victor smacked his tongue. “Isn’t the dance wonderful? How is it ugly?”
As the music ended, the people on the dance floor also stopped moving. There was a wave of applause.
Victor clapped and laughed, “Chaim, you can’t be jealous, right?”
Chaim glanced at Victor. “I don’t have such a hobby!”
After that, he turned around and left the hall.
Victor raised his eyebrows. “Look at him. His jealousy is quite strong!”
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