Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 267

Chapter 267: What if I disapprove of him?

Chapter 267: What if I disapprove of him?

Soon after, Arwen heard the host announce Amelia’s performance.

And she turned her attention to the stage, her eyes slightly sparkling with anticipation.

“It’s her dance,” she muttered under the breath.  Gianna nodded completing her thought.

“Let’s focus on it now.

We will discuss the rest later.”  Arwen smiled and nodded in agreement, and soon both their gazes zeroed at the stage.  Amelia’s moves were flawless, just as Arwen had last remembered.

But what impressed her even more was the noticeable improvement in the girl’s posture.

Her every stretch, every turn, was either perfect or incredibly close to it.  Watching her perform so well, a proud smile slowly spread across Arwen’s face, warm and maternal, like that of a mother seeing her daughter shine on the stage.

Maybe because she had witnessed the journey to the ballet stage, or maybe because she was a part of it.

“You have trained her well,” Gianna said, briefly turning to glance at Arwen before turning her focus back to the performance.

“She just looks like your reflection on the stage.

Like how you were once there.”  Arwen expression softened, her emotions swirling as a flicker of pain briefly shadowed her eyes.

Yet, the happiness she felt for Amelia outshone it.

“Amelia might not have had the natural talent in ballet before, but her determination and dedication won it all.

I didn’t do much; I just guided her a little.

The rest was all her doing.

Students like her would have grown like this under any trainer.”  Gianna shook her head, clearly not satisfied with Arwen’s humility.

“You underestimate yourself too much, Wenna,” she said firmly.

“Think of this in another way,” she continued, taking a brief pause as if to ensure her words hit their mark.

“Do you think just every soil is good for cultivating every crop?”  Though it was phrased as a question, Arwen remained silent, sensing there was more to come.  Gianna clicked her tongue, shaking her head in mock disapproval.

“It isn’t,” she answered herself.

“The soil has to be right for the crop to grow and flourish.

And the same applies to the students and their mentors.

Amelia didn’t grow on her own, you cultivated her talent, nurtured her, and helped her blossom into the performer we are watching now.

You did this not just for her or her dream’s sake, Wenna.

You did it on your own.

And if I didn’t know this, I don’t think I would still call myself your friend.”  Not many knew but Gianna surely did.

Arwen might have left the stage, but she never left the stage.

She just compromised and chose the path that allowed the best out of possible.  And Giselle was the best out of the best possibilities that happened.

Partially because it happened in secret without many knowing.

Or else, if Catrin would have come to know about it, she would let Arwen ever establish it.  The applause rang around soon and that marked the end of the performance on the stage.

Amelia bowed slightly before disappearing behind the curtains.  “That’s it,” Arwen said, turning to Gianna.

“Let’s go.” Her eyes brimming with pride and her lips curled up in a pleasant smile.  Gianna looked at her friend for a moment and then nodded.

They both got up from their seats before walking out of the audience range.  Just when they were about to enter the green area of the performers, Arwen paused in her steps, halting Gianna in the process.  “What happened?” Gianna asked, her brows furrowing slightly.  Arwen shook her head.

“It’s nothing.

I just think I should give a call to Aiden first and ask where is he and how much more time will he need to get here.”  “Why?” Gianna folded her arms on her front.

“You already missing him badly?”  Arwen rolled her eyes.

“Gianna, please can you now stop it?

I am calling him to ask where is he because we are already done here and soon we have to head to the restaurant.

Without him, we can’t leave and one of the reasons for this evening is to formally introduce him to you all which again wouldn’t be possible without him.”  “Oh really?”  “Gianna Griffin!”  “Fine, fine, no need to show this fierce side to me.

I will head to the green room first, you come after finishing your call.” Saying that, Gianna left first and Arwen took in a deep breath.  Once she was as calm and composed as before, she dialled Aiden’s number.

The rings went through and just after the two rings, the call was answered.  “Is the performance already complete?” Aiden asked first.  Arwen hummed in response.

“Mhm.

Where are you?

Will it take more time?” “Not much,” Aiden replied.

“We are already close to the venue.

Probably another ten and we would be there at the entrance.”  “Okay, then I will take everyone out and wait for you there,” she said, already walking her way towards the green room.

The brief silence settled on the call and Arwen let it linger longer as if waiting for Aiden to say or ask something.

But Aiden never asked anything which made her a bit uncomfortable.

But she didn’t say anything.  “Fine reach the entrance then.

We will be there.” Hearing Aiden hum in response, she then disconnected the call.

She thought Aiden would ask her about Ryan but even now he didn’t seem to care.

Was he upset with her?

Or did he misunderstand her?  “What’s wrong?” Suddenly Gianna’s voice broke her thoughts and Arwen looked up, only to find Gianna standing at the door with Amelia, Eira and Carl behind.  “Nothing.

I am fine,” Arwen said, pressing back her usual smile and then checking her time on her phone.

“Umm… if we are done here, we should head out first.

Aiden said he is almost here.”  Gianna squinted her gaze slightly at her friend and asked doubtfully, “You truly want us all to meet him?

I mean what if disapprove of him?

What if I disapprove of him?”  Arwen pursed her lips and shook her head.

Hooking her arms with Gianna’s, she pulled her out and said, “I will let it up to him to handle.

He will think how he wants to deal with you.

I can’t break my head more.”  “Do you think that will help?” Gianna raised her brows in challenge which Arwen accepted without much care.  “How do you know it won’t?”