Rebekah's refusal darkened Bradley's expression. "What's the matter? Got stage fright? Anyone on the street can dance. Are you somehow special, or do you just think you're better than everyone else?"
Freya glanced at Bradley with surprise. She'd never seen someone challenge Rebekah so directly.
Noticing her appreciative look, Bradley grew bolder and glared at Rebekah impatiently.
"Either dance or get out. I don't throw money around for nothing. I'm not running a charity here!"
The humiliation was unbearable. Rebekah tried to leave, but Hannah quickly pulled her aside.
"Rebekah..." Hannah whispered urgently. "Think of this as practice for the big stage. Without more investment, our newly formed dance company will fold completely."
Hearing this, Rebekah sighed. Deeply.
