Chapter 2491


    Chapter 2491


    The dance instructor was absolutely astounded as she watched Ivy effortlessly memorize and execute


    the choreography. Her mouth was agape with amazement.


    “Ivy, are you some kind of prodigy or what? I remember you told me thest time you danced was three


    years ago, right?”


    Ivy, feeling a bit shy, tied her hair back into a ponytail as it had been getting in the way, “It really has


    been three years, Ms. Madison. I wouldn’t lie to you.”


    “It’s just unfair, you know? I’ve been at this for years, and there are still some moves that don’te to


    me as naturally as they do to you after a three-year break.”


    Dancing is one of the skills that you should always practice. But then there are those with a natural


    talent who, even after a hiatus, only need to brush up a bit to get their groove back.


    And Ivy was one such person.


    She could still remember being a little girl when Tessa had hired a dance instructor for her,ying the


    groundwork for flexibility and technique early on.


    Unfortunately, life happened, and she didn’t get to continue her training. Thest time Ivy danced was


    three years ago, at a school event where she followed the stepsid out by the instructor.


    Now, standing in the studio again, Ivy felt like she was reliving her childhood. was brimming with joy.


    The regrets that she felt when she couldn’t continue the training were slowly b mended, step by step.


    After the dance session, Ivy dashed off to the music room without skipping a be


    Piano was something she had always been farmiliar with. So she had someone co a short piece for


    her-a gift she intended for her fans.


    This piece wouldn’t hit the inte; Ivy wanted to preserve its purity and keep it untai by the market.


    Bit by bit, Ivy was saving up surprises for her fans, hoping to send them home from the uing


    meet-and-greet not just happy, but so pleasantly surprised.


    During all this, Balfour dropped by to catch a glimpse of Ivy’s rehearsals. He had been oblivious to her


    dancing talent until the moment he saw her, donning a pristine white dress and twirling gracefully in the


    dance studio. Balfour was so captivated that he couldn’t peel his eyes away.


    When Ivy danced, she was the epitome of focus, as if she existed in a world of her own.


    Her expressions during the dance were akin to that of an elegant swan-utterly breathtaking.


    Ms. Madison quietly observed Balfour’s reactions from the sidelines. Like many who had read the news


    online, she had assumed Balfour’s interest in Ivy was a mere flirtation.


    But witnessing his behavior during these dance lessons-how he personally dropped her off and


    punctually picked her up-she realized there was more to it.


    Moreover, Balfour often carried Ivy’s backpack.


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    She had never imagined that a man of his stature would sweat the small stuff for his love. Sometimes,


    in Ivy’s rush to get to practice, it was Balfour who reminded her to take her nutritional supplements at


    the right times to keep her energy up.


    His thoughtfulness was also evident in the way he prepared her drinks: one cup filled with lukewarm


    coffee, the other slightly hotter. Ms. Madison wondered how much effort he put into these little details.


    Seeing such attentiveness, Ms. Madison couldn’t help but shake her head in admiration, thinking how


    fitting it was for a handsome CEO to be with Ivy, the beautiful swan. And seeing him so dedicated to his


    girlfriend made her question what the less good-looking guys had to be so proud of.


    When would her own prince charminge along? She thought.


    “Bravo!” Ms. Madison couldn’t help but apud Ivy at the end of her performance. Balfour and Ivy


    exchanged a smile that spoke volumes.


    Ivy felt a twinge of embarrassment; she had been so focused on her dance t even noticed when Balfour


    had slipped in.