The music ended.
Ivana Bennett turned her face towards Lucas Walker, leaning close to his ear.
"Behave, or else... don't expect to be in my bed for a week!"
"Ivana..."
Lucas Walker was about to say something more, but she already let go of him, slipping out from his hold like a little fish, turned her face to smile at him, and walked towards the edge of the dance floor.
Frowning slightly, Lucas Walker still succumbed to her threat and approached her.
He could guess that Ivana Bennett definitely had some ideas in mind.
It's just... the thought of dancing with that woman was truly nauseating.
By the edge of the dance floor.
The Assistant came back, "Miss, I have found out that the studio where Miss Bennett belongs was just established before the New Year. It's just a very small enterprise."
After hearing the Assistant's findings, Jennie just scoffed, "She thinks she can compete with me?!"
"They've finished dancing," the Assistant reminded her.
