"Wait."

Clara shouted, panting heavily because her heart had been broken by his words.

Turning her pain into wicked glee, she smiled at Cassie with a look of contempt before shifting her gaze to Miles with pride and smugness in her voice as she spoke.

" You think you won? Your sister has already lost. She has no dancer. So I’m definitely advancing to the Principal Division."

" Huh?"

Puzzled, Miles glanced at Cassie and saw she lowered her head slightly and clenched her hand to a fist.

’Seems pretty important to her,’ Miles thought, grasping a bit of understanding of the importance of Principal Division.

Seeing Miles was puzzled and Cassie unable to refute, Clara couldn’t be more pleased.

"Now who is the loser?" She sneered.

’No way, I’m letting you win.’

Irritated by how haughty she looked, he stared at her with disdain.

" You bet. Even if you begged I wouldn’t let your plank ass suck my dick."

Clara was about to speak but choked on her words the next moment. Her face flushed, becoming a mix of anger and shyness as she stood speechless. Unable to counter his out-of-the-blue rebuttal.

"And why- why would I bother to suck your disgusting dick."

Clara stuttered, at loss of words before she realised how weak that sounded.

Wallowing in helplessness, Cassie raised her head, dumbfounded by Clara’s reaction.

’No way in fucking hell she likes Miles.’

Cassie rebuked in disgust as she saw the latter’s cute look.

" Disgusting?" Miles asked, entertained by her weak rebuttal, then added

" Trust me. Your Mom will greedily suck it like her life depended on it. But like I said there’s no way I’m ever letting you suck my dick."

He shook his head in disgust, placing one arm around Cassie’s shoulder.

"Wanna bet you ain’t getting to the Principal Division?"

Miles sneered, his words drawing everyone’s attention.

This word instantly captured Cassie’s attention that she rolled her eyes at him.

Miles didn’t mind, before Clara could speak, he interrupted.

"Because I’ll be her new dance partner."

"Let’s go."

Miles grabbed Cassie’s hand and they both left the studio.

Staring at their disappearing backs, the studio was filled with astonished silence.

Meanwhile, in the hallway.

"What do you mean you’ll be my dance partner?" Cassie pouted, freeing her hand from his grip as they walked.

" You don’t have to console me. They were right." Cassie added her face solemn but her mood had been greatly elevated by Miles’ presence so she didn’t think much of it.

" Did you think that was a joke I said to save your ass?"

Miles stopped and turned to her, a teasing smile played across his lips.

" C’mon. I know you can’t dance ballet."

Cassie rolled her eyes.

" Well, what if I tell you tomorrow I’ll be the best partner you can ever imagine. Phine must have gossiped about me didn’t she? I am a multi-talented genius."

He grinned smugly.

Speechless by his confidence, Cassie shook her head piteously and walked at the front.

"We’ll see."

As they exited the building, Cassie noticed that many students were pointing in their direction and blushed slightly.

’Gosh. When did he get handsome to this extent?" A little grieved by the attention, Cassie harrumphed and walked forward.

" Hey wait for me." Miles hailed and tagged along.

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Whilst inside the car, Hannah heaved a sigh of relief as she spotted her two children.

Miles slid to the back seat and Cassie took charge in the front.

Cassie briefly leaned for a hug and kiss, greeting Hannah.

Being the third wheel, Miles shook his head.

"So how was school?" Hannah asked, igniting the engine as she drove off.

" Good." Cassie nodded and brought a bottle of water to her lips.

Hannah nodded in response and drove in silence.

25 minutes later...

"Bye mom."

"Bye."

"Okay sweet hearts."

Hannah blew a kiss at them, Cassie responded with the same whilst Miles rubbed his nose with a smile.

"Hurry. We have another appointment to catch up to."

Just as Miles and Cassie stepped on the walkway, they heard a hasty impatient shout. Curiously turning in its direction, they noticed a big moving van in their neighbour’s house.

" Since when did Mr Marcus move out?"

Cassie asked, her voice tinged with surprise as she stared at the busy men in uniform carrying boxes inside the house.

Beside her, Miles furrowed his brows, recalling the scene of Mr Marcus being arrested.

"He got arrested by the cops the last time we saw him. I don’t think he’s moved out but someone is moving in to live with him instead." Miles summarised and Cassie nodded in agreement.

Just as they entered the house, a black Ford Mustang dark horse came to a stop in the front of Mr Marcus house.

A moment later, two enchanting figures stepped out from it. Both wearing denim shorts and armless crop tops looked exactly the same but differed in age. Same model but different version. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Older and younger.

" Look at that. He hoarded all this to himself without paying child support, how gullible." The woman said. Bearing Arabian-Mexican features took off her glasses with a victorious smile.

Also looking at the duplex with admiration, the girl appeared eager.

"C’mon Mom. Let’s check it out. I bet our new home has some surprises for us."

She happily squealed.

Both mother and daughter exchanged a quick nod with the movers and entered the duplex.

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Meanwhile, Sinclairs’ Duplex.

Without having noticed the arrivals of their two neighbours, Miles quickly showered, ate and talked a bit with Cassie before setting out.

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" Hello? Are you available today?"

" No, I’m quite busy. Maybe Monday?"

"Alright, no problem."

Following a brief interaction with Miles, Grace ended the call and shifted her gaze to the two clients before.

A mother and daughter duo.

"Unfortunately Miss Carolina, he isn’t available for bookings. However, I can guarantee you that Monday is a sure deal. What do you say?"

Grace spoke in a measured calm tone, revealing to Carolina and her daughter.