Someone more professional than her? Whitney sneered.

With a confident and arrogant look in her eyes, she scoffed, "Can you even find someone more professional than me in the States?"

Ms.Lynn tugged on Nora's sleeve and said, "Ms.Smith, the competition that Mrs.Lowe had participated in was the Blackpool Dance Festival.It's a world-class international ballroom dancing competition...Mrs.Lowe has founded a dance academy in New York that specializes in teaching students gifted in the art, and there are scores of people who wish for her guidance.She holds great authority in the dancing circle.’ 

Then, Ms.Lynn lowered her voice and said, "In order to have her teach their children, there are even some wealthy families who treat her very politely.She's even given the Hunts’ and the Smiths’ children dance lessons before..."

Nora scoffed lightly when she heard Ms.Lynn's explanation.

As it turned out, that woman named Whitney did indeed know what she was doing.

No wonder she had the guts to try resolving the issue with money in a kindergarten like this just now.

People engaged in the arts typically had rather lofty ideals.

She must have formed an exaggerated opinion of her abilities, thanks to the other parents’ flattery.

Nora cast her eyes down and slowly said, "Ms.Lynn, I will find someone more professional than her to judge whether Cherry is suitable to dance or not"

Whitney had exquisite makeup on.

By then, she had also already put on her coat and leather shoes, making her seem exceptionally elegant.

When she heard what Nora said, she sneered, "We'll wait and see, then.However, until you find someone more professional than me, Cheryl Smith will not be allowed to attend my dance classes!"

After saying that, she took Sinead’s hand and turned to leave.

However, as soon as she turned, someone grabbed her ponytail.

Then, her shoulder was held down and a great force threw her against the wall next to her! Bam! In front of Whitney was an icy-cold wall.

Her hair was still being pulled and her shoulder held down.

She couldn't move at all.

Furious, she demanded, "What are you doing?”

 A low and mild voice slowly reached from behind.

"Mrs.Lowe, shouldn't you apologize to my daughter after bullying her?"

Cherry was mischievous and never allowed anyone to give her the short end of the stick.

Nora allow her daughter to suffer any grievances for

Whitney yelled, "No way!"

hair downward hard again, making

was simply stating a truth, the woman's voice was calm and peaceful as she

a murderous look in her frosty

Whitney shivered.

and clenched

last, as though humiliated, she said, "I'm sorry.’

let go of her and

did she pick up Cherry again and lazily leave

furious Whitney yelled hysterically, "I'm calling the police! How dare she

finally recovered from the sudden turn of events just

this point, the principal

with respectable identities here.Moreover, we really have no idea who that lady is.The bigwigs have specially instructed us to treat her with

The bigwigs...

and breathed heavily as a look of intense fury came over her

stop clamoring

jeep on the way

sat in the passenger seat and buckled her seat

large seat made her look even smaller

are you really going to ask Aunt Tanya to come back to the States

Nora raised her eyebrows.

Cherry was

someone who loved

participated in competitions and emerged as the champion

had immediately thought of her when Mommy said that she would

and said, "Your Aunt Tanya is returning to the States next week.She was invited to a dance conference

Cherry immediately became excited.

what it

of them were chatting, they had already

Sheril came over with a smile and said, "Nora, I've successfully produced the Carefree Pill

Nora nodded.

was about to say more when Melissa walked over with

something big, Sheril, but don't you

who smiled and said, "I have dance class later, Nora.Can you come with me? Let’

want to

wanted to go upstairs and sleep

"C'mon, let's go!"

and called out, "Mom, look after Cherry,

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