My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1678

Her dance was revered on global stages. Her stature in the dance community had precluded such

casual performances.

And now, she was to be a mere performer at a gathering? Reduced to an entertainer?

“Miss Forbes, do you decline?”

Larry’s voice sliced through the murmurs, his eyes glinting with scorn.

The young ladies nearby fixed their gazes upon Selina.

“She must begrudge the Moreno heiress’s return.”

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“How audacious of her to appear today!”

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“Indeed. Does she object? Does she still perceive herself as born into privilege? Her dancing here

would be a benefit. The Moreno family show such grace. Another family wouldn’t entertain her

presence.”

Overhearing their conversation and encountering their scornful looks, Selina inhaled deeply, quelling

the embarrassment and rage in her gaze.

She straightened her posture, stepped onto the stage, and accepted the microphone from Larry.

“I’m grateful to my godparents for the opportunity to join tonight’s banquet. Though you’re not my birth

parents, you hold the place of most esteemed godparents in my heart,” she announced, her eyes

misting slightly, her voice brimming with heartfelt gratitude.

The Moreno couple remained silent, standing with solemn dignity.

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Turning to Rosalynn, Selina continued, “And Rosalynn, we should be like sisters and care for Mr. and

Mrs. Moreno together.”

Rosalynn stood there, at a loss for words.

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She harbored no desire to bond as sisters with such an individual, let alone jointly care for her parents.

It was clear to her that Selina was ostentatiously parading her affection, aiming to demonstrate to all

present that the Moreno family had not forsaken her.

“Well, in honor of Rosa’s homecoming, I shall dance,” declared Selina, her gaze fixed on Rosalynn.

“Rosa, might you grace us with piano accompaniment?”

The request to play the piano took Rosalynn aback, a flicker of intrigue passing through her eyes.

Playing the piano was no trivial feat like humming a tune.

It demanded a solid foundation, not something within everyone’s reach.

Was this a deliberate challenge by Selina?

A ploy to embarrass her?

As Rosalynn remained motionless, a silent scoff echoed in Selina’s thoughts.

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