Before Halia got a chance to respond, the man grabbed her hand and dragged her out onto the dancefloor. While this happened, some of the other socialite ladies watched on with jealousy from the side.
"Did Emerson Wu just ask Haili Feng to dance with him? He's never asked anyone to dance with him before?" one of the women complained.
"Lucky Marissa's gone to the bathroom. If she saw this, she would be furious," another woman said.
Emerson smiled as he placed Halia's hand on his shoulder while still holding onto her other hand. He then placed his hand on her waist.
"I don't know how to dance," Halia said under her breath.
"Don't you remember what I taught you before?" Emerson asked.
Halia looked at the man with confusion. Before? When had he taught her how to dance?
"Just follow me," he said as he glided to the right.
Halia quickly followed and the man smiled. He then turned his body a little and glided to the left. Halia followed again.
