Cheyenne lifted her hand and took off the pearl clip that was holding her hair up, placing it on the table. Her thick chestnut curls cascaded down like a waterfall. She looked at Abbie with a calm yet stubborn gaze, using her delicate fingers to unbutton her black suit jacket one by one.
She kicked off her high heels and stepped onto the cold golden floor with her feet painted in bright red nail polish.
"Swish."
The black suit jacket flew up into the air and opened up like a circle before landing gracefully on a nearby chair. Everyone's attention was drawn to Cheyenne once again as she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, revealing smooth fair skin and delicate collarbones.
Her perfect feet were slender and elegant, adorned with a thin silver ankle chain that made Kelvin blush at its sight. A lot of intimate scenes came into his mind.
It was Cheyenne's nineteenth birthday, the first year after they had married. She had been pestering him to buy it for her.
Initially, he hadn't wanted to purchase it, but he couldn't stand to see her eyes lose their luster. Under the temptation, he had driven back to buy it.
That night, after the passionate moment, she fell asleep by his side. Kelvin had contemplated it for a moment, and before leaving, he took the anklet from his pocket and placed it next to her pillow.
He hadn't expected her to still be wearing it.
As his mind wandered, Cheyenne's gaze turned slightly cold, and she pulled the white tablecloth from the table. There was a loud "thud", and the white cloth fell into her hand, while everything else on the table, including the glasses, plates, and candles, remained perfectly in place.
It was a move that left people astonished.
How had she managed to do that?
With just one snap of Cheyenne's fingers, she ordered the butler to switch over to another song. As soon as Abbie heard it play out loud, she turned pale realizing what song it was: "La Bayadere".
It was known as one of most difficult ballet pieces, even more so than "Swan Lake", serving as inspiration for many ballet moves today. Just moments ago, Cheyenne had mentioned that Abbie didn't finish 32 single-leg rotations, and now she was elegantly performing 32 flawless turns without any ballet shoes on!
This felt like a slap in Abbie's face!
Just a moment ago, she was feeling proud of herself for being able to outshine Cheyenne in ballet dance. But now, she found herself defeated.
In "La Bayadere", not only were there elements of Western ballet, but also the mystery of Eastern Indian dance. The segment that Cheyenne performed was the scene where the female lead met her lover in a dream after being betrayed by him.
The emotional entanglement between them was expressed through her movements. As the rhythm intensified, their emotions became more complex. However, Cheyenne seemed to be at ease with it all.
She truly was a swan - always rebellious and independent as the black swan.
Although many people in attendance did not understand ballet, they couldn't help but admit that they were amazed by Cheyenne's performance when watching her movements and emotions unfold before them.
As she leapt into the air, her long hair flowed behind her like waves and even the white tablecloth in her hand became like a sharp weapon. Her slender legs stretched straight out as she landed softly on tiptoe after completing thirty-two turns. Her chestnut hair and white cloth formed two beautiful lines against each other.
Finally, as the dream faded away, that same white tablecloth turned into the female lead's veil which fell lightly over her head like a bridal veil.
'I can't let her win so easily!' Abbie thought.
Just as Cheyenne lifted up her head to look at that piece of cloth spinning beneath her feet; Abbie suddenly pulled off one pearl earring from hers without leaving any trace behind and threw it towards Cheyenne's feet.
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