Ms. Madison nodded repeatedly. They didn't need students who focused on drama rather than dancing.
When recruiting students in the future, they must carefully examine their character.
Whispers spread among the other students, who were unaware the dance studio had quietly changed hands. Worst of all, they had been gossiping about their new boss's wife!
"So you want her to fire me?" Ophelia became anxious. "Just because I don't like Ivy doesn't mean you can fire me on a whim. You have no right to do this. I've paid my tuition, and I'm a student here!"
Balfour scoffed coldly. "I'm the owner of this place, and I have the right to do so. Your tuition will be refunded in full—we won't shortchange you. You've been attending classes for free, so quit making a scene."
Balfour's gaze seemed to see right through Ophelia, who lost the will to complain.
"You can't do this…"
"Why can't I? Ivy is the boss's wife. Maybe if you apologize, she'll let you stay."
Hearing Balfour's suggestion, Ophelia bit her lip, a look of defiance on her face.
Ivy pulled at Balfour's arm. "Let's just go. We've got more important things to deal with at home. We don't need to waste time with them."
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