Chapter 344 Do You Have A Foot Fetish?
Cherise was speechless.
Dr. Bakewell was not someone to be messed with.
He was just as stern and cold as her professors in school.
Such a person would never show mercy.
She took a deep breath and thought about the person responsible for the situation, Lucy.
“What does this have to do with me?”
On the other end of the phone, Lucy cried out in anguish. “Can’t you understand how I feel after eating ten chicken legs?”
“Don’t always blame me for things like this, okay?!”
Cherise pursed her l*ps. “But if I don’t find you… I don’t know what to do…”
Lucy sighed on the other end of the phone. “Actually, dancing…”
She furrowed her brow and pondered. “I’ve got it!”
“Cherry, do you remember the dance I taught you on the school’s orientation night?”
“Didn’t you practice the dance until you knew it by heart? Perform that dance!”
Cherise furrowed her brow. “Um… Can I?”
“Of course you can!”
Lucy smiled mischievously. “When you
dance..
Cherise stopped wearing the rabbit sl*ppers at dinner on the second night.
She wore a pair of black canvas shoes.
Kareen saw Cherise’s shoes and silently rolled her eyes. “Although you’re no longer wearing sl*ppers, it’s hard to think these canvas shoes are dignified.”
Zachary rolled his eyes at Kareen. With one hand supporting his head, he kept looking at Cherise leaning against Damien. “I say, Kareen. In the past, you used to judge people
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based on their appearances. Now, you’re fixated on the shoes they wear… Do you have a foot fetish?”
Kareen glared at him viciously. “I don’t know what kind of magic potion the country. bumpkin fed you. Why do you keep defending her?”
Zachary smiled coldly. He didn’t say anything.
After breakfast, Gwenn took the initiative to step forward. No one knew if she did it intentionally. “Grandpa, do you remember that your dear Cherise said she wanted to dance for you yesterday?”
Cherise’s hands froze as she held her cutlery.
Oh no. I knew I wouldn’t get away with it so easily!
Mr. Tanner grinned as he stroked his beard. “I do recall something like that.”
Gwenn smiled casually. “I was unfair to Mrs. Lenoir yesterday. After reflecting on my actions, I want to make it up to Mrs. Lenoir.”
“Therefore, I arranged for a small stage to be set up in the backyard so that everyone can enjoy Mrs. Lenoir’s dance.”
Cherise was speechless.
Mr. Tanner burst into laughter. “You’re so considerate, Gwenn!”
“I remember you’re also a talented dancer, right, Gwenn?”
Kareen stood up and spoke with a smile. “Many of the women here are skilled in various
art forms.”
“We haven’t had many opportunities to get to know each other since coming to Tanner Residence.”
She looked at Mr. Tanner cheerfully. “Mr. Tanner, since we have a stage, I suggest that everyone can put on a simple performance to entertain you and everyone else. It can also help us get to know each other better. Would that be alright?”
Mr. Tanner furrowed his brow. After a while, he nodded. “That sounds reasonable.”
“We’ve been at Tanner Residence for three days, but we haven’t provided any entertainment or activities.”
“If no one objects, let’s do as Ms. Miles suggests.”
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Those with talents can showcase them, while those without can show their support by applauding!”
After Mr. Tanner spoke, the atmosphere in the dining room instantly became lively.
All the women who were guests at Tanner Residence came from distinguished families. They were skilled in various art forms.
Except for Cherise, almost all of them had talents and unique strengths.
After dinner, everyone gathered at the “little stage Gwenn mentioned.
