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At that moment, Nathalie spoke up as well, "It's just a dance, Selena. Don't disrespect Mr. Brooks."

Her words implied that Selena was deliberately avoiding the dance.

Ernest's expression had already soured.

Selena glanced from one person to the next, her eyes reddening as tears welled up and began to fall.

"You've misunderstood me," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean it that way. Mr. Brooks and the Fletcher family have business dealings, and of course, I respect our partners. But my foot really is injured. It's no big deal, though.

"Even though tonight is Lila's birthday party, and she should be the one dancing the opening dance, since Ernest invited me, I would still dance even if my leg was broken."

She paused, looking fragile and innocent, before continuing with a hint of apology. "Mr. Brooks, I'm afraid my injured foot won't keep up with your steps. I'm truly sorry."

stood there, momentarily stunned by her tearful yet brave face. He felt a pang of sympathy and waved

as the daughter-in-law of the Fletcher family, I didn't dance with Mr. Brooks. I hope you won't hold it against me?" Several of the wealthy ladies and socialites nearby watched the scene unfold,

stature. As Aaron's wife, Selena's position was certainly not one where she should have to dance with the son of a business

yet, here they were, in exactly

pitiful and self-sacrificing demeanor, the looks directed toward Nathalie from the other ladies shifted, though none

darkened. This woman was playing games with her! And in front of all these people, she couldn't do anything about it for

Fine. Just wait.

a bit restrictive, which is why I asked you

stepped forward to

Selena couldn't help but let a small smile tug at the corners of her lips. Nathalie

stared after her, a flash of resentment flickering

Lila's hand. "Alright, it's your birthday-be happy. Leave the