Chapter 4 of A Dance that Brings Dreams to Life

The bodyguards surrounded me and the sticky coke was spilled everywhere.

Gerard forgot that I never drank sugary drinks, let alone high sugar drinks like cola at home.

It was Sarah who bought them.

He would only trust her unconditionally and I was the one who was abandoned.

The three-year relationship began with the deception of lies and ended with the accumulation of disappointment.

It was not until dusk that Gerard hurried back.

She comforted me distressedly, "I know you are sad and disappointed, but Sarah is already a top dancer. If you want to enter the domestic dance industry in the future, you must not offend her."

"Don't cry, how about you change into a new dress and go watch the dance with me."

I thought he was apologizing and asked the nanny to change my clothes and put on my makeup.

When he brought me to the venue, I realized that I still underestimated his shamelessness.

Because the protagonist of the dance party was Sarah.

As Sarah danced, the audience below burst into ecstatic praise.

"As expected of the champion of this year's dance competition, Ms. Benson's newly created dance is very charming."

Gerard also stared at the beautiful figure on the stage with sparkling eyes.

But I fell into deep suspicion.

Sarah's "Transformation into a Butterfly" movement was very similar to the "The Enchantment of Autumn" movement I created.

The more I watched it, the more familiar it became. Sarah threw a contemptuous smile at me.

With that, I finally confirmed that it was my dance, which was stolen by Gerard and given to Sarah.

It was because Gerard was the one who built the dance studio dan he was also the one and only audience.

As soon as the performance was over, I rushed to the backstage to question Sarah.

"You're a thief, you stole my idea!"

She calmly waved away my hand and sneered.

"Yours? Who would believe that a disabled person could create a dance choreography? Even if you were the most talented one back then, so what? In the end, it's me, Sarah Benson, who's standing on the highest podium."

I started dialing the dance association's reporting hotline.

But someone reached out and snatched my phone away, then said casually, "Nichole, even though you created this dance choreography, you can't finish it. Why don't you give it to Sarah? She is also helping you fulfill your dream!"

"She will find a position as a class mentor for you later, which is also worthy of you."

I let out a cold grunt as I looked at the phone taken away.

"So, plagiarism can be justified in such a high-sounding way? So, this is the popular way to repay a favor in your circle?"

I snatched my phone back and insisted on reporting it.

Unfortunately, Sarah's bodyguards grasped my hands and Gerard only had eyes for Sarah at this time.

"Gerard, Nichole stepped on my foot just now. My foot is in pain. I'll still be able to dance again, won't I?" she said weakly.

Gerard's eyes were full of nervousness and responded, "No, Sarah, I won't let anything happen to you. I will mobilize all the experts in the city to check your foot."

He turned his head and looked at me who was tied up. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes and then he made up his mind and said, "Nichole, please calm down and wait for me here. I'll come to pick you up later."

He held Sarah and left.

I, on the other hand, was tied to a pillar backstage until everyone left and the lights around me were dimmed.

One hour.

Two hours.

Until ten hours had passed in the blink of an eye, but no one came to save me.

I was trapped in endless darkness for the middle of the night.

A few moments later, I heard footsteps in the darkness and looked up at who was coming.

It turned out to be a homeless man.

I was a bit scared.

But too bad, the rope tied me up and I had nowhere to escape.

Seeing the other person grinning, revealing his yellow teeth and stinky breath, my hatred for Gerard and Sarah had reached its peak.

I struggled hard and shouted in anger.