Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 246

Chapter 246 She Is Not His Type

With everyone gazing and staring at the two of them, Lance casually strolled up to Gabrielle in his suave manner, bent down and reached his hand out to Gabrielle. He was charming everyone with his gentlemanly manners. “Gabrielle, may I invite you to dance with me?”

Gabrielle, halfway through peelin her orange, grew startled by the Budden

gesture.

She hadn’t expected Lace to come to her and invite her dilectly. He should have just danced wib Mindy and no one would have had anything to say about it.

But there would be a skirmish if Lance danced with Gabrielle. Most of the guests knew that she was an adopted daughter of the Jones family and so she wasn’t related to Lance by blood.

Instead of choosing from many of his real cousins from the Carter family. Lance chose Gabrielle, who wasn’t even his real cousin. People would definitely

overthink and talk about this.

Gabrielle already heard some people whispering around her. Although their voices weren’t loud, Gabrielle knew they weren’t saying anything nice.

“Lance, I’m not a good dancer, and I’m not keen on dancing in front of so many people, either.” Gabrielle lowered her voice and looked at Lance as her cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

“I know you’re not a good dancer Gabrielle, but it doesn’t matter. I cap end, and you just follow my moves. N’s.just a formality. It’s not a big deal.” Darice was insistent – he was determined to dance with Gabrielle today.

Gabrielle could feel the countless pairs of eyes staring at her and one was more prominent than the others – Cherie’s. Cherie was so angry, she could kill Gabrielle right there.

“How many enemies is Lance creating for me?!’ Gabrielle thought regretfully.

“But Lance…”

“Gabrielle, does Lance usually treat you well?” Miley asked Gabrielle, thoughtfully interrupting the scene.

Gabrielle didn’t understand what Miley meant, but she obediently nodded her head in response. “Yes, Grandma, Lance has been nice to me ever since we were children … just like my own brother.”

Miley immediately smiled. She knew the innocent relationship Lance and Gabrielle shared, so she relieved Gabrielle and encouraged her to dance with him.

“Gabrielle, since your Lance treats young well, you should return the favond dance with him,” Miley said kindly Gabrielle was now confused, What was Miley trying to do by getting her to dance with Lance? She had iso heard the hushed gossip around mem – surely she knew what thinking! “But Grandma’m not good at dancing,” said Gabrielle hesitantly.

“Gabrielle, I believe you can do it. Lance won’t laugh at you if you make mistakes.

Miley turned and looked at Lance.

How smart and shrewd Miley was! She could see through anyone.

Lance looked at Gabrielle with more than just a familial gaze; his eyes were soft with tenderness and love. Gabrielle had been so naive and innocent that she took his kindness and generosity in a brotherly manner.

“Yes, Mrs. Morris. I won’t laugh at Gabrielle,” Lance said seriously.

“Gabrielle, do Lance a favor. Go dance,” Miley ordered Gabrielle.

Gabrielle had no excuses to Qlise Lance’s offer when she heard Viley’s words. She put down the Gif- peeled orange on the table and stood up.

“I’ll be right back atter the dance, Grandma,” Gabriell: aid to Miley, her voice taking on a Qemn tone.

Miley smiled.thdly and nodded. “Yes, go and dance. Have fun, and don’t worry about the time! I don’t need you anytime soon to help me over here.”

Gabrielle was surprised at how enthusiastically Miley insisted on Gabrielle dancing with Lance. Was she being genuine, or did she have other intentions?

“Okay, here we go.”

Gabrielle stopped worrying, and took Lance‘s hand. She was now past the point of caring about what Miley was really thinking “Mrs. Morris, Gabrielle and I are going to dance,” Lance said, before holding Gabrielle’s hand and walking towards the dance floor with her.

The music started. Gabrielle started to dance slowly, following Lance’s lead.

She was quite unfamiliar with any picthe popular dancing steps, as she had ever been a fan of dancing or partie, She had to follow Lance’s steps to kep up with the rhythm

“Gabrielle, don’t be o nervous. Just follow me. You can dance very well. Trust me.”

“I’m sorry Lance. It seems that I only cause you trouble, somehow. I’m not good at dancing,” Gabrielle said guiltily.

She was aware that there were many people who were waiting to see Gabrielle make a fool of herself. They secretly hoped something bad or funny would happen to her, right then and there.

She was not regarded as a princess, nor a queen. All she was, was a silly clown, dancing for everyone’s amusement.

“No. Gabrielle, you’ve already kept good pace with me. By the way, what’s wrong with your dress? If I remember correctly. weren’t you wearing a long dress?” Lance didn’t want her to continue feeling nervous, so he changed the topic to make her feel more relaxed.

When Gabrielle had gotten out of thadar upon her arrival, her dress walong enough to touch the ground, but now it as much shorter – it was above ter knees! It didn’t look normal.

“Well, it was a little torso I just cut it,” Gabrielle said, vaguely. She didn’t want to tell Lance than Indy had poured wine on her dress touin it. Besides, Cherie, who was standing next to Mindy, was close to screeching in anger.

“Is my dress ugly?” asked Gabrielle, now self-conscious. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s not ugly. It’s beautiful. Our Gabrielle is beautiful, no matter what kind of dress she’s in. Don’t you see how much people

adore and admire you?” Lance comforted Gabrielle

Gabrielle didn’t think anyone was admiring her; in fact, all of them hated her. They probably assumed that she stole the limelight and the opportunity to be Lance’s dancing partner – and even possibly, his future mate – on purpose.

And now Cherie had all the more reason to sabotage her!

Lance danced slowly and simply So Gabrielle could keep up with hinand ended up missing a few beats. This created a stir among the crowd “Damn, does Gabrielle not know how to dance? Her rhythm is Yotally off! She looks stupid.” o “Yes, exactly. Oit’s also affecting Mr. Carter’s rhythm, so both their dance moves are all wrong now.”

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“Gabrielle is so stupid. Don’t dance if you don’t know how to dance! She looks like a fool.” o

“Does she like Mr. Carter?”

“What are you talking about? She is Mr. Carter’s cousin!”

“What cousin? She is an adopted daughter of the Jones family. so she is not related to Mr. Carter by blood. She’s a fake cousin, not a real one.”

“That makes sense now – she looks like a scheming woman.”

“Why else would she dance when she doesn’t even know how to?”

“Does Mr. Carter like her? Mr. Care invited her, after all, didn’t he?” “Shut your damn mouth! My brother has better standards – this cunning Gabrielle is not his type!” Mindy finally burst out and told off the socialites who were gossiping behind hel as she couldn’t stand the discussion about her brother any longer.