Chapter 119: Cheyenne Is Scheming

All eyes in the venue were focused on the two of them. It was clear to everyone that Iker's legs were broken. He could barely stand, let alone dance. He was more like a pole than a dance partner. Omari stood beside Iker, his charming eyes showing a hint of disappointment. His lips parted slightly as he wanted to tell Cheyenne that he could dance with her. But Cheyenne had invited the disabled Iker to be her partner instead. Omari clenched and unclenched his hands under his suit sleeves, watching as Cheyenne's hand remained suspended in mid-air waiting for Iker's touch. He was angry. Iker hesitated when given an opportunity that Omari himself would have killed for. It was like they say: those who are full never understand those who are hungry. Without warning, Omari grabbed hold of Iker's hand and placed it into Cheyenne's soft palm without looking at their joined hands directly. "Cheyenne choose you because she believes in you," he said with a jealous tone. Iker turned arou