"Whaaat?" The shock of Lyndon's ntor brought all eyes to their direction. Seeing how he ssed up, he imdiately apologized. "Forgive Mr. Val," he dragged his feet toward Simione and the guest thinking that since the attention was already on them, he should just voice out his concern. "But Pinocchio had been a traditional performance of Stardust this season, aren't you afraid this will cause a ruckus with your regulars?"
"Actually Miss Simione had been the talk of the town lately," Mr. Val entertained his question even when he find his intrusion very impolite, "Many are curious as to the rumoured Han's heiress beauty and skills,"
"But she's not Han," Lyndon said outburst. He was really frustrated about what he heard but he didn't an to hurt Simione then, he was just emphasizing the fact because he knew Simione didn't like such a last na.
"She's my granddaughter, how co she's not a Han?" Don Benedicto's voice filled the room. He didn't like it when their private matters were being opened in the public, it seed like the Tang boy lost his manners tonight. When they heard the Don's voice, everyone fell silent. The Don had quite a reputation and influence, so no one dared to go against him, especially in the ballet community.
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"Forgive my student Don Benedicto, he's just a bit not himself lately because of his mother's situation," His ntor defended and went away after he bowed awkwardly. He didn't expect he'd Lyndon would offend the Don and so he tried to pull the boy away even before the situation got worse.
"Why did you even open that little mouth of yours?" His ntor chided as he dragged him out of the party.
"I'm sorry," Lyndon apologized but his ntor who was also upset couldn't help but nag at him.
"You should act right. Your mother is putting too much pressure on already," His ntor blabbered. "But what can I do? Simione had overshadowed everyone in this company, the guest sees no one but him," He sighed heavily. "Tsk. tsk. Tsk. What am I going to tell your mother? A missed opportunity again? How can you not be as good as Simione when you ca earlier in the Mara Ballet Company than her? Gosh!"
"I'm sorry ntor, I've been practicing everyday and had even asked for Simione's advice," Lyndon confessed. "I did my best,"
"I know, but then the answer is not enough for your mother and it's hard to explain things to her specially with her condition" His ntor brushed his already sweating head. "Stay here and stay out of Don Benedicto's sight. I need to go back and find other opportunities for you, okay?"
"Alright ntor," He obediently replied and waited in the corner like an abandoned puppy. Lyndon Tang was a good ballet dancer however Simione was extraordinary and soone as good as her cos rare, this was the reason everyone was frantic about her.
"If only Simione isn't here," Soone said that made Lyndon raise his head only to be welcod by another pair of honey combed eyes like Simione's.
"You shouldn't say sothing like that, Feather," Lyndon imdiately chided her. Feather Han is also one of the promising ballerina's in Mara Ballet Company but like Lyndon, she was also nothing compared to Simione.
"I pity you," Feather continued, ignoring the fact that the boy already warned her not to say i'll things. "Well I don't mind ranking below Simione and being her understudy. You on the other hand needed to get to a big stage this year. It is a must because your mom might not be there anymore to watch the next ti around,"
"I did my best," Lyndon told her so.
"Simione is very ungrateful. You had always been good to her and had been keeping her company to make her feel that she belongs to our kind, when she isn't," Feather emphasized. "She should have done sothing so the Pinocchio production should continue this season,"
"It's not her fault," Lyndon defended Simione although deep inside, so resentnt was already growing but he tried so hard to ignore it knowing that it was wrong to bla it all to Simione. "She's also in a tight position knowing that your grandfather is very strict,"
"She's only making that up. The truth is grandfather had always been lenient with her," Feather told him. "She's just very selfish, she doesn't want to share the stage with us or even give us a chance. She's suppressing our talents,"
"Feather stop saying that…Simione is your family…"
"She isn't my family…you know that…" Feather refused Lyndon's words. "She's just a village girl grandfather found in the white mansion. She's so annoying,"
"You know that's not true…your father is her—"
"Stop! Stop it!" Feather didn't want to hear it. "Simione is nothing but a village girl. She should not be here. A person like her should have not been stealing the lilight from us,"
"She worked hard for it!" Lyndon spat to Feather's face. "She deserves what she have right now, her skills are incomparable to anyone in here,"
"She's just overhyped. If people stop talking about her perhaps they'll be willing to see our talents. She's basically stealing out lilight's! She shouldn't be here!"
"Feather why don't you tell that to your grandfather instead of lashing out on ," Lyndon shoo her away. He had struggles on her own and she doesn't want to handle Feather's tantrums now.
When Feather realized that Lyndon got upset, she lowered her voice and apologized. "I'm sorry brother Don. I was just feeling bad for you. If I am Simione, I would give up everything so you can have your place. Unfortunately, I'm not her and all I can do is comfort you,"
Lyndon didn't reply and so Feather knew he wanted to be all alone.
"I'll just leave. However, I want you brother Don that for , you are a very good ballerina," Feather flushed a sincere helpless face. "You deserve better than this,"
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