Guardian.
She had always been avoiding this fact.
For over a year, almost every day, someone would mention this man who seemed like a demon to her.
Lost in thought while holding the bouquet, she only snapped out of it when Samuel waved his hand in front of her.
Lifting her chin, she beamed a brilliant smile at him.
She was about to go on stage to accompany Samuel in a dance.
At this moment, her heart was as chaotic as a pot of mixed porridge.
Hadn't she learned manners and dance for so long just to be able to showcase them in front of him one day?
No matter what, she could not let herself be looked down upon by that person.
"You Beauty, it's almost time for you and Senior Samuel to go on stage.
Are you nervous?"
Hannah looked at her with envy and jealousy.
This was a good thing that many professional dance students in the school couldn't get.
Now it had fallen into Beauty's hands.
Who allowed her to have a backing?
