Lethan continued, “But Mr. Reyes, please apologize to Mr. Spencer on Carlisle’s behalf. Wanda was kidnapped yesterday, and she even witnessed a family bodyguard being killed. She’s traumatized, so Carlisle has to support her.


    “She intends to dance for Carlisle. If he’s talking with Mr. Spencer while Wanda is performing onstage, just how embarrassed will she be?”


    Max was taken aback. “She was kidnapped? Really?”


    Lethan was amused by his reaction. “You’re busy running your businesses. This incident caused quite a stir yesterday, so you should be able to see it on the news.”


    Max instantly rose from the chair. “Mr. Zahn, please have a seat. I’ll exin the situation to Mr. Spencer.”


    Carlisle smiled. “Tell Mr. Spencer that I will drink with him as punishmentter.”


    Max was satisfied with Carlisle’s reply. He then returned to Gareth’s side.


    After sharing with Gareth the incident Lethan had mentioned, Gareth was also


    appalled. “Are there still such unruly kidnappers these days?<b>”</b>Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    “We still don’t know if it’s true. I’ll make a call and ask about it,” Max pulled out his


    phone as he spoke.


    “There’s no need for that. I could tell that Wanda didn’t look quite right just now. Shel seems very different from thest time I saw her. They’re likely telling the truth.”


    Gareth shook his head and asked again, “What else did Carlisle say?”


    “He’ll drink with you as punishment.”


    Gareth grinned. “He knows the drill.”


    “He has Lethan by his side, so he was probably trained.”


    “Not necessarily.” Gareth lit a cigarette and took a long drag. Then, he looked at the


    stage and said, “Let’s watch the dance performance.”


    As if on cue, Luna announced the next act. “Let’s wee Wanda Thompson, a


    freshman from ss 2 of the emerce department, to perform a ballet number


    for us


    In truth, Luna was a little worried.


    Wanda was an introvert and couldn’t be over–stimted in her current state. Luna was concerned she would be unable to ovee her social phobia.


    Wanda had changed into a white tutu. She sidled up the stage as the music began to y. Her body seemed to glide rather than wobble, as she ascended the stage.


    She had light makeup on. Her eyes were beautiful and her hair draped smoothly. With gentle expressions on her delicate face, every movement she made was


    alluring.


    Ballet was a dreamlike dance that could bring the audience into a colorful


    wondend. Ballerinas would wear dazzling tutus with rainbow–like threads that sparkled under the stage lights.


    Wanda danced gracefully to the melody, lifting her arms gently like a fairy. Her dance moves were soft and elegant, as if she was wandering on clouds.


    As the melody rose, Wanda’s flexible body spun rapidly but steadily like a top. The white tutu fluttered with her movements, appearing to form a blooming white rose.


    “Wow… The freshmen this year are so talented!”


    “As their senior, I’m stressed!”


    “Oh no, how are we going to perform our dances after her?”


    The students below the stage eximed.


    ssical dances <b>like </b>ballet were different from modern dances.


    ssical dance was an elegant and culture–infused dance, which emphasized the


    unity of movements, rhythm, costumes, performances, and heritage.


    It had a unique artistic appeal and cultural value, and it was more pleasing to the


    <b>eyes</b><b>.</b>


    Carlisle was smiling from ear to ear as he watched Wanda dancing on the stage. He


    was so proud of her. She was doing extremely well.


    He took out his cell phone and turned on the video–recording function. He was lucky to be seated close to the stage and thus could record Wanda’s enticing dance.


    While everyone was engrossed in Wanda’s graceful performance, the electronic screen behind the stage suddenly flickered,ter turning to apletely unrted scene altogether.


    “Just in, the chairman of the Thompson Group, Shein Thompson, and his family were kidnapped as they were returning to their hometown.”


    The screen flickered again and a different newscaster’s voice could be heard. “The police have currently sealed off Trodie Town<b>, </b>and a rescue n will soon be


    activated. We believe that good will triumph over evil.”


    “The ruthless kidnappers killed a bodyguard of Mr. Thompson, who was known to


    have worked for him for four years.”