Children also had their own social circle.As Sinead's mother was a dance teacher, there were a few children in the class who liked playing with her very much Thus, when Sinead said that, three to four other children immediately stood behind her in support.

"Yes, you're a bad girl! We're not gonna play with you!"

"Liar, liar, pants on fire! Your nose is gonna grow longer!"

Sinead immediately looked at Cherry excitedly, especially now that she also had the support of her friends.

The last kid who went against her had burst into tears after they bullied him the same way.

After that, he had even bought them a lot of gifts and begged them to play with him.

Cherry was a newcomer, so she didn't have many friends in the first place.

Therefore, she would definitely become so scared that she would cry, right? She was just thinking about it when she saw Cherry, whom she had scolded, lift her head and glance at her.

Surprise flashed across her big round eyes as she said, "I didn't want to play with a selfish, rude, and uncultured child like you in the first place.You're thinking too much."

Sinead"?"

The next moment, she burst into tears and started to wail.

Ms.Lynn had already noticed the two little girls arguing.

She hurriedly placed the plate down and rushed over, for fear that Cherry would be bullied.

As soon as she approached, she heard the bawling Sinead yell, "You're the uncultured one! You're the rude one! You're the selfish one!"

A puzzled Cherry asked, "Why are you crying when you're obviously the one scolding me?"

Sinead suddenly choked on her sobs and even hiccuped.

Ms.Lynn was rendered speechless.

Why was she suddenly feeling like she had rushed over for nothing? The school bell suddenly rang.

Parents were already picking up their children at the door one after another.

Sinead cried as she said, "You're a liar and your mom is a braggart! My mom said that if your mom still can't get anyone by tomorrow, you can forget about joining the dance performance! Hmph!"

She immediately ran out after saying that.

Ms.Lynn held Cherry's hand and asked worriedly, "Will your Mommy be able to find a more professional dance teacher?"

Cherry nodded.

She sighed seriously and said, "Ms.Lynn, when Mommy's looking for someone, she'll keep sending them private messages on Facebook.

until they reply! So, Mommy will definitely be able

mother in ill health who looked weak and frail, yet was

bullied and developing low self-esteem, she was determined to find her a

even dare to

private messages to people in the dancing field who were more well-respected than Whitney Lowe,

Sob, how touching! Ms.

said, "Little

Cherry's eyes brightened.

then, Mommy

every second, and even hacked their cell phone so that

she successfully forced them to reply to her! As for

phone altogether! Was there anyone who wouldn't break down after 16 hours of

party yet, so it was Melissa who came to

When Ms.

her eyes red, "Cherry's mom's life

agreed with her,

held Ms.Lynn's hand and said, "Yes, her mom has a hard life.It really isn't easy to raise a

feeling as though they had found someone who understood how they felt! Ms.Lynn sighed silently and said, "Please tell her not

Melissa was taken aback.

"Did something happen?"

surprised by

you know what

gave her a brief account of what had

frowned and heaved

in a spot if I knew what had happened.But how are we going to find a more professional dance teacher

of the rare few dancers in the States who had won

prestigious competition, and few from the States had

Ms.Lynn sighed.

can find the champion who competed in the same

a very

if you can get her to

you find someone else, with Mrs.Lowe's authority, no one will dare to go against

the

Smiths, the Lowes weren't

thoughtful after she

the ‘tolerant and understanding’ Nora Smith who had endured a

bedroom door and looked

really not gonna

responded by closing the door with a

There was a hint of worry in

seemed like Nora was still

mustn't be anyone else in the room when

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