Mr. CEO's Ex-Wife: A Cunning Comeback-Chapter 303: Let Me Give You A Hand

On stage, even though it was Chantelle and Natalia’s first time dancing together, they moved in perfect sync. Whenever one of them made a move, the other seemed to know exactly what was coming next.

As Chantelle noticed the captivated looks from the audience, she knew their performance and the charity dinner was successful.

Then, Chantelle’s eyes landed on Daniel in the crowd, and she gave him a playful wink instinctively.

Daniel was still in a bad mood, but the moment he saw her gesture, his heart pounded hard. He couldn’t stop staring at her as she looked stunning, and every move she made was full of charm.

But the next second, Chantelle leaned toward Natalia and made a flirty gesture that made all the men in the room swallow hard. Daniel’s mood turned sour again.

In just a few minutes, Daniel felt like he was riding an emotional roller coaster.

In the end, Chantelle and Natalia’s dance completely stole the spotlight. Even the programs that followed couldn’t match it; especially Camille, who performed right after them.

When Camille got on stage to sing, she noticed most people weren’t even paying attention. Many were whispering or walking around, chatting with Natalia and Chantelle.

Still, remembering Alexander’s warning, Camille held back her anger and forced herself to finish the song.

After getting off the stage, Camille saw Natalia removing her makeup backstage.

She walked over and said, "Your dance was amazing. Congratulations, Ms. Law."

"Really? Thanks for the compliment," Natalia replied with a slight nod, still focused on removing the hairpins from her hair.

"Let me give you a hand," Camille offered softly, helping take out one of the pins.

Natalia quickly thanked her.

Natalia wasn’t used to wearing hair accessories. Her hair was a mess. She was more familiar with handling test tubes in the lab than dealing with stuff like this.

Camille asked, "Where’s Ms. Chantelle? I heard a lot of people praising her. They said her dancing was amazing."

"I didn’t expect her to be good at dancing either. It really surprised me," Natalia said, thinking back to their performance. Even though she wasn’t a man, she still felt her heart race when Chantelle looked at her on stage.

"I’ve known Ms. Chantelle for years, but I never knew she could dance," Camille said. "Then again, it makes sense. I don’t think Mr. Wilson would let her perform like that in front of so many men." She paused, then quickly covered her mouth, as if she had said too much.

Natalia frowned. "That kind of dance? What’s wrong with our performance?"

"It’s not about the dance itself. It’s Mr. Wilson. He has mysophobia and doesn’t like people touching what’s his. I just saw him pulling Ms. Chantelle into the lounge angrily."

Hearing that, Natalia stood up quickly and headed to the lounge.

Camille let out a cold sneer, then called Anthony. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, everything’s set." After Rowan kicked Anthony out, he couldn’t work for Camille openly anymore. But Camille still kept him around to handle things behind the scenes. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Alexander wanted her to get along with Chantelle and Natalia. But after seeing how close they were tonight, Camille knew she’d never stand a chance unless she broke that bond first.

Inside the lounge, Daniel was holding Chantelle tightly in his arms. He kissed her deeply without planning to let her go.

Chantelle tried to push him away at first, but Daniel’s kiss slowly made her give in. Her body started to relax.

Just as she let her guard down, Daniel suddenly stopped and gave her a light slap on the bottom.

"What are you doing?!" Chantelle said, feeling both embarrassed and angry.

Daniel didn’t say anything. He just looked at her with a cold, unreadable expression before leaning closer to kiss her again. The kiss became more intense, but then he stopped again.

He did this a few more times, and Chantelle started to get irritated. She pushed against him and tried to escape from his grasp. But Daniel moved faster, and with his strength, he pinned her down again in just a few moves.

Seeing Daniel’s gloomy and annoyed look, Chantelle finally realized he was mad at her. It was clearly because of the dance earlier.

"Are you seriously jealous of a woman?" Chantelle asked as she traced her finger from the tip of his nose to his lips.

Daniel grabbed her finger and spoke in a low voice. "I never knew you could twist like that when you dance. Why don’t you show me again?"

Then he gave her another slap on the bottom and let her go.

Chantelle was annoyed by his behavior. She instantly started fighting with him again.

"I remember you’re pretty good at twisting in ballroom dancing too. Why don’t you show me first?" Chantelle raised her hand to punch him.

Daniel quickly dodged her punches. "You want to see me twist? Don’t cry and beg for mercy later."

The way he looked at her made Chantelle freeze. She quickly realized what he meant and suddenly, some erotic images of Daniel’s wet body flashed through her mind.

She blushed instantly at the thought.

Daniel chuckled, pulled her into his arms, and clearly enjoyed the way she reacted.

"So, sooner or later, you’ll be dancing just for me."

"It’s not hard, as long as you’re willing to pay me. I’ll show up anytime," Chantelle said with a flirty smile, blowing him a kiss.

"All my wealth is already in your hands. Take whatever you want."

"Your money is already mine. You can’t use it to bargain with me anymore. Go earn more before you talk deals," Chantelle said as she pushed Daniel aside and walked to the door.

When she opened it, Natalia rushed in and accidentally fell into Chantelle’s arms.

At that moment, the reporters behind her quickly started taking pictures. Two beautiful women were hugging, and behind them stood a gloomy-looking man. In the pictures, Daniel looked just like a heartbroken, abandoned husband.

The next day, news about the charity dinner spread all over the city.

The dance between Chantelle and Natalia, along with the photo of the three of them, became the top trending topic.

"They’re so cute! They look like a couple!"

"I could watch that dance every day for a year!"

"This is the first time I’ve ever felt bad for Mr. Wilson."

Everyone was talking about the on-screen couple, Chantelle and Natalia. But suddenly, all the trending posts disappeared and were replaced by news about the other celebrities at the dinner.

Still, many people weren’t satisfied. They started editing and sharing more videos of Chantelle and Natalia to keep the topic going.

Then, another piece of shocking news broke online.

"Camille is engaged to Mr. Wilson!"

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