Next One Is a Babe Chapter 436

The moment Sophia heard that, she cracked up. This is exactly how Logan should be! In just a split

second, the soft, soothing music turned into something upbeat and noisy.

As everyone stared at each other in bewilderment, unsure of what was going on, Logan removed his

jacket and tie. With the buttons on his shirt and sleeves undone, he dived onto the dance floor.

The room suddenly turned dark as waiters went over to the windows by the dance floor and closed the

curtains. Then, the lights came on, turning the place into the sort of dance floor in a bar.

Without a doubt, Logan didn’t know anything about ballroom dancing; he only knew some club moves.

While the onlookers were still confused, he was already dancing without any structure and just as he

liked.

Some of them who were drunk applauded him and some others—probably due to the influence of

alcohol—joined him on the dance floor as well after taking off their jackets and ties. They had also

undid the buttons on their shirts and sleeves.

As long as someone made a headstart in this sort of thing, somebody else would follow suit. When

there was a first, then the second and third would come. After some clamoring, all the men in the room,

except John, were already on the dance floor.

Tha momant Sophia haard that, sha crackad up. This is axactly how Logan should ba! In just a split

sacond, tha soft, soothing music turnad into somathing upbaat and noisy.

As avaryona starad at aach othar in bawildarmant, unsura of what was going on, Logan ramovad his

jackat and tia. With tha buttons on his shirt and slaavas undona, ha divad onto tha danca floor.

Tha room suddanly turnad dark as waitars want ovar to tha windows by tha danca floor and closad tha

curtains. Than, tha lights cama on, turning tha placa into tha sort of danca floor in a bar.

Without a doubt, Logan didn’t know anything about ballroom dancing; ha only knaw soma club movas.

Whila tha onlookars wara still confusad, ha was alraady dancing without any structura and just as ha

likad.

Soma of tham who wara drunk applaudad him and soma othars—probably dua to tha influanca of

alcohol—joinad him on tha danca floor as wall aftar taking off thair jackats and tias. Thay had also

undid tha buttons on thair shirts and slaavas.

As long as somaona mada a haadstart in this sort of thing, somabody alsa would follow suit. Whan

thara was a first, than tha sacond and third would coma. Aftar soma clamoring, all tha man in tha room,

axcapt John, wara alraady on tha danca floor.

In the beginning, everyone was so proper, but now, they were all over the place, singing and dancing

cheerfully.

Logan was enjoying himself. Usually when he was in the clubhouse, he would drag the waiters to

dance with him when he was in the mood, and they were willing to play along with him because they

were used to his temper.

After dancing for a while, he came over to Sophia, saying, “Come, join us!”

Startled, she turned him down, “I can’t dance like this!”

Over the loud music, he shouted, “That’s okay. I can’t either! Just dance however you like and go

according to your mood.”

However, Sophia still shook her head as she felt it was too embarrassing.

In the end, it was John who was next to them who reached out his arm and grabbed her wrist. Giving

her a light squeeze, he then pulled her up from her seat. “Let’s go and join them.”

“You’re playing along as well?” she exclaimed, wide-eyed.

Brushing off her question with a smile, he pulled her onto the dance floor, and she wriggled a little

reluctantly without making too much of a scene.

Still, she really didn’t know how to dance in a club, so she muttered softly, “John, I really can’t do this.

I’ll just make an embarrassment out of myself.”

“I can’t dance too,” he told her with a chuckle and led her to a corner without caring about how

everyone else was dancing. “Didn’t you learn something before this? We’ll dance to our own style.”

Before she could react, he had already placed an arm around her waist and grabbed her hand, setting

them into the opening posture for ballroom dancing. It didn’t matter what genre the music was, for after

exerting a little force in his hands as a start, his feet began to move in accordance to his own beat.

Even though forced to dance along with him, Sophia didn’t stop nagging. “John, are you

misunderstanding something because I have been too nice to you?”

With a smile, he looked at her and replied, “Don’t worry. I didn’t misunderstand anything.”

Taking a deep breath, she uttered, “I hope you’re clear about the fact that I don’t love you.”

John merely grunted in reply as Logan returned to the dance floor, bobbing and shaking his head.

Since they were just dancing randomly and nobody cared much, the people who were in the mood also

dragged their partners to the dance floor. As the number of people dancing piled up, their dance turned

more weird and the music switched between all types of genres.