Chapter 19 Intimate Dance
Samson looked down at the photo, and his deep and cold eyes narrowed suddenly.
He was very familiar with this Ferrari sports car.
Samson
Tristen
this sports car?”
looked at Tristen and asked, “The woman drove this
nodded,
“Yes, she dumped me, this woman is quite interesting.”
If Samson remembers correctly, this Ferrari sports car was the one he gave to Margaret.
In addition to a large check, he also gave her some cars and houses. When Robert came back, he said she only chose a Ferrari sports car.
He also found it strange that she could drive a sports car.
Tristen knew about his driving skills, in fact, he and Tristen would occasionally play racing. Margaret, who came from the countryside, actually drove a sports car and left Tristen behind?
At this moment, Robert walked over and said, “President.”
Samson got up and said, “I’ll be right back.”
Samson left the luxury car seat and stood in a dim corner. Robert whispered, “Sir, Mrs. just called. She went out to play with the Ferrari at night and it seems she was racing with someone on the road. The car crashed into a wall and the front end is completely wrecked.”
Samson’s handsome face darkened, “Was she injured?”
Robert, “Madam is unharmed, sir. Should we send the sports car back overseas for repairs?”
Samson’s voice was cool, “No need, get rid of that sports car.”
Robert was taken aback, “President, what do you mean?”
“I got rid of the sports car, and I don’t want anyone to find any information about it. Do you understand what I mean by saying that?”
Robert broke out in a cold sweat. Who had provoked their own president? The president’s
temper had become as explosive as if he had eaten gunpowder. “I can!”
“Go down.”
Robert went downstairs, leaving Samson standing alone. Soon, he curled his thin lips and chuckled coldly. It seemed that he had underestimated Margaret; she was able to even win over Tristen.
The person Tristen was looking for was Margaret.
I didn’t expect Tristen to have such high standards, he actually took a liking to Margaret who came from the countryside.
You can play separately, but not Tristen!
Samson returned to the luxurious car seat, and Tristen looked at him, “Why did your secretary come over?”
Samson’s handsome face remained calm, his voice flat and devoid of any emotion, “There is an urgent document that needs my attention. I have instructed Robert to investigate the sports car, and he will inform you if there is any news.”
Tristen nodded, “Okay.”
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Alice and Emilie both had unpleasant expressions on their faces. Tonight was supposed to be welcome party for Tristen, and the two beautiful ladies were supposed to accompany him. However, now the focus of the conversation had shifted to an unknown woman.
Who exactly was the vixen that seduced Tristen, making Emilie angrily clench her fists?
Alice also didn’t know who could overshadow her in Miami now.
Alice planned to turn the tables. She stood up and charmingly said, “Samson, Tristen, shall I dance a little to liven things up for you?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere immediately became lively. Barrett and a few rich second–generation individuals exclaimed excitedly, “Alice, you are now the principal dancer of the ballet. We can actually watch you dance without having to buy tickets.”
“We were basking in Mr. Hawthorne’s glory.”
“Alice danced, who could compete with her.”
“Everyone applauded and welcomed.”
of everyone, Alice began to
Amidst the anticipation and applause of
dance.
She learned to dance from a young age, and her body was as flexible as a willow tree. As soon as she lifted her leg high, she would start spinning, captivating everyone with her beauty.
In 1996, all eyes in the bar were drawn to Alice.
Alice’s beautiful eyes were shining with confidence, she twirled over to Samson and then reached out her hand to pull him up.
Samson stood tall with long legs, and Alice’s supple body clung to him as they engaged in an intimate dance, pressing closely against his strong and erect figure, exuding temptation
The handsome men and beautiful women, along with this intimate and spicy dance, successfully elevated the atmosphere of the bar.
Margaret and Jordyn came in at that moment, and Margaret immediately spotted Samson and Alice.
Two people stood in the center of the dazzling lights. Alice was dancing close to him, and he lowered his handsome eyelids, gently gazing at Alice. He was the center of attention in the whole
venue.
Jordyn immediately cursed, “Ugh, hooking up with a married man and dancing so intimately, she really has no shame!”
Margaret smiled and said, “They have always been the golden couple in the industry, but never mind, let’s not bother about them.”
Margaret and Jordyn arrived at their booth, and Jordyn couldn’t hold back her words, “Maggie, I remember you used to be a dancer, right?”
Margaret used to learn dancing before, just like Alice.
Back then, Alice had to take a dance class, but she would learn a dance with just one glance. The dance teacher really liked her.
Alice went home and cried. That night, her mother took a needle and pricked her leg, saying, “Will you dare to learn dancing again in the future? Why are you so mean, always competing with your sister?”
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Little Margaret’s leg was covered in blood from the stab. She curled up in the corner, crying and begging for mercy, “Mom, it hurts so much… Maggie is scared, Maggie won’t dance anymore…”
From then on, Margaret never danced again.
I heard that Alice shone and became the principal ballet dancer in the field of dance. At that moment, Jordyn pulled Margaret up and said, “Maggie, let’s go, we went to the dance floor
to dance.”
Jordyn pulled Margaret onto the dance floor.
Margaret couldn’t let go a bit, and Jordyn came in with an exaggerated hip twist. “Maggie, don’t punish yourself for other people’s mistakes. Stand up from where you fell. Look at Alice, seducing your husband like that. In the end, Samson just likes seductive women. Can’t we be even more seductive than her?”
Margaret was amused, with heavy metal music blaring in her ears. Influenced by Jordyn, Margaret started waving her arms and dancing.
In fact, dancing was something that came naturally to Margaret.
Margaret danced closely with Jordyn, getting hotter and hotter, and even performed a steamy dance routine.
Alice over here was still dancing with Samson, and her eyes were filled with him. Alice suddenly danced into his arms, and Samson’s large hand grasped her waist. He asked softly, “Are
you tired?”
Alice smirked and said, “I’m not tired, I just want you to hold me.”
Samson raised his narrow eyebrows, revealing the charm of a mature man. He indeed liked Alice. Liked Alice’s excellence, recognized Alice’s talent.
At this moment, there was a commotion in her ears, and the gazes that had gathered around her quickly shifted away. The rich second–generation in the booth also looked elsewhere, “Look over there!”
There was a fairy dancing over there. Wow, she was so beautiful.
Samson and Alice looked up and both turned their gaze towards the dance floor. They saw Margaret.
Samson’s face changed, and at that moment Tristen stood up, exclaiming with delight, “It’s her!”
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