“Thank you." Camila flashed him a timid smile.

“I have a feeling that you're a shy person," the man guessed with a grin that almost reached his ears. "As a judge, your job is to determine whether others dance well or not. You have to evaluate whether their movements are standard. But you don't need to worry about that. If there's anything that you don't understand, feel free to ask me. I'll help you out.

Not far away, Lilith was pretending to check the dancing clothes hanging on the shelf. But in reality, she was actually eavesdropping on their conversation. Of course, Camila knew this, which was why she was deliberately behaving as if she was afraid of being heard. She moved a little closer to the man and intentionally lowered her voice—lLow enough that Lilith could still hear what she was about to say. "Didn't I just tell you that I came here on behalf of someone else? I really don't know anything. In fact, I don't even know how to dance, so I'm not qualified to be a judge. Can you help me hide this to everyone?"

When the man heard this, a surprised expression crept up his face.

If she truly didn't know anything, then how could she be a judge? Wasn't this a bit much?"

The man scratched his head and looked away.

“Well, umm..." He didn't know what else to say.

"You must help me hide it." Camila shot him a pleading look, as though her life depended on whether he could keep this secret.

As the man stared at Camila's face, he finally understood why she was scared.

Seeing her pitiful Look, he promised, "Okay. I won't tell the others.” "Thank you."

The man put on a reassuring face and, in a comforting voice, said, “I'm helping you because you're so beautiful. Not only that, I also think you have a very suitable body for dancing. Although it's better to learn dancing while you're still young, you can still learn and exercise so that you can keep your body's shape. If you're interested, I can be your dance teacher."

Camila smiled apologetically at him.

“Sorry, but I'm already married. I also have a child that I have to take care of. I may not have time to learn how to dance."

The man paused. He didn't expect that this woman was already married and had a child!

“But you look so young! Do you really have a child already?" the man asked in disbelief.

Camila shook her head.

“I'm not young anymore.”

For a second, there was a Look of disappointment in the man's eyes, but he quickly hid it with a beaming smile.

“I beg to disagree. People who don't know you might think that you're a college student! If you don't have time to dance, then I'm assuming you're working for some company?” Camila shook her head again. "I'm actually a doctor."

Once more, the man was surprised.

“Which department?" he asked.

“Surgery,” Camila answered directly.

The man's eyes widened. He Looked at her slender hands and thought they didn't look suitable to hold a scalpel.

Regardless of what kind of surgery she did, she had to perform on the operating table.

She had to hold a scalpel while still having a tolerant and strong heart.