Chapter 2539


    Chapter 2539


    Challenging Ophelia to a dance-off was hardly a sensible move, considering her years of practice.


    Even if she hoped to tamp down her rivals with a win, the tactic seemed hasty.


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    Dancing was Ophelia’s forte, and she lifted her chin with pride. “I won’t be used of unfair y. How


    about we perform the routine fromst week? We’ll dance side by side and let the audience decide


    who’s best. It won’t take up too much of your precious time, superstar. What do you say?”


    Ivy nodded silently and began to stretch. Last week’s routine was second nature to her now. If Ophelia


    needed convincing, then Ivy would dance until there was no doubt left.


    Praise from her instructor echoed in her mind over the past few days. Yet, Ivy had no clue how others


    would react to her dance.


    Before the showdown, Ivy asked Ms. Madison to let Balfour know she might bete returning home


    today. –


    “You don’t really have to ept this challenge, you know,” Ms. Madison said, holding Ivy’s coat with a


    worried look. “Even if you win, they won’t acknowledge it.”


    After all, Ivy was Mr. Howard’s wife. And if anything happens here, how on earth would she exin it to


    Mr. Howard?”


    What Ivy didn’t know was that the moment she stepped into this studio, Balfour had already secured


    control through his investments. Unbeknownst to her, she was essentially the bossdy of this dance


    studio.


    Ms. Madison eyed Ivy with concern, but Ivy just offered a faint smile. “Do you think I can’t win this


    Ms. Madison immediately shook her head with conviction. “Of course not! Dancing isn’t just about


    practice; talent and performance are just as crucial. I’m just worried about the fallout if things escte.”


    Challenges among dancers were nothing new. But today’spetition was bound to be exceptional.


    Ophelia took pride in her skills. She had been practicing in the studio for two hours before Ivy’s arrival,


    ensuring she was well-prepared.


    Ivy ignored Ophelia’s provocative looks, focusing instead on warming up. As she effortlessly sank into


    a perfect split, gasps of admiration rippled through the onlookers. They had underestimated Ivy. It was


    clear she was no amateur.


    Ophelia scoffed. To her, a mere split was trivial, nothing to fuss over. After all, every


    dancer should master this basic skill. But Ivy, with her celebrity mystique, had captivated the crowd with


    something seemingly simple.


    Not every dancer could perform a split, despite their skill. It often came down to flexibility and anatomy.


    The word of the dance-off spread, and students from other sses gathered around. The studio


    buzzed with excitement, forming a ring around the center stage – Ivy and Ophelia.


    As Ivy positioned herself opposite Ophelia, Ms Madison hesitated, still wanting to dissuade her from


    continuing.