Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 246 She Is Not His Type

With everyone gazing and staring at the two of them, Lance casually strolled up to Gabrielle in his suave manner, bent down and reached his hand out to Gabrielle. He was charming everyone with his gentlemanly manners. “Gabrielle, may I invite you to dance with me?”

Gabrielle, halfway through peelin her orange, grew startled by the Budden

gesture.

She hadn’t expected Lace to come to her and invite her dilectly. He should have just danced wib Mindy and no one would have had anything to say about it.

But there would be a skirmish if Lance danced with Gabrielle. Most of the guests knew that she was an adopted daughter of the Jones family and so she wasn’t related to Lance by blood.

Instead of choosing from many of his real cousins from the Carter family. Lance chose Gabrielle, who wasn’t even his real cousin. People would definitely

overthink and talk about this.

Gabrielle already heard some people whispering around her. Although their voices weren’t loud, Gabrielle knew they weren’t saying anything nice.

“Lance, I’m not a good dancer, and I’m not keen on dancing in front of so many people, either.” Gabrielle lowered her voice and looked at Lance as her cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

“I know you’re not a good dancer Gabrielle, but it doesn’t matter. I cap end, and you just follow my moves. N’s.just a formality. It’s not a big deal.” Darice was insistent – he was determined to dance with Gabrielle today.

Gabrielle could feel the countless pairs of eyes staring at her and one was more prominent than the others – Cherie’s. Cherie was so angry, she could kill Gabrielle right there.

“How many enemies is Lance creating for me?!’ Gabrielle thought regretfully.

“But Lance…”

treat you well?” Miley asked Gabrielle, thoughtfully interrupting the

Grandma, Lance has been nice to me ever since we were children …

relationship Lance and Gabrielle shared, so

Gabrielle was now confused, What was Miley trying to do by getting her to dance with Lance? She had iso heard the hushed gossip around mem – surely she knew what thinking! “But Grandma’m not good at dancing,” said

it. Lance

and looked

and shrewd Miley was! She could see through

familial gaze; his eyes were soft with tenderness and love.

Mrs. Morris. I won’t laugh at Gabrielle,”

a favor. Go dance,” Miley ordered

Lance’s offer when she heard Viley’s words. She put down

back atter the dance, Grandma,” Gabriell: aid to Miley, her voice

don’t worry about the time! I don’t

dancing with Lance. Was she being genuine, or did

“Okay, here we go.”

point of caring about what Miley was really thinking “Mrs. Morris, Gabrielle

Gabrielle started to dance slowly, following

with any picthe popular dancing steps, as she had ever been a fan of dancing or partie, She had to follow Lance’s steps to

follow me. You can dance very well.

sorry Lance. It seems that I only cause you trouble, somehow. I’m not good

to see Gabrielle make a fool of

princess, nor a queen. All she

your dress? If I remember correctly. weren’t you wearing a long dress?” Lance didn’t want her to continue feeling nervous, so he changed

gotten out of thadar upon her arrival, her dress walong enough to touch the