Ensnared by Mafia, Days and Nights
Chapter 48: He Arrived

Short videos had become the latest craze, and they certainly offered a lucrative opportunity. However, there was a hitch: sharing content on public platforms would inevitably lead to Henry Jefferson discovering it. Wouldn't that be like walking straight into a trap?

During dinner, Giselle Lambert shared these concerns with her grandmother, though she carefully left out any mention of Henry. She simply expressed a desire to remain anonymous.

Her grandmother supported the idea wholeheartedly. "Keeping your identity a secret is easy, just wear a mask."

"That's a fantastic idea!" Giselle's gloom lifted instantly. "A mask will add a touch of mystery. I'll choreograph some new dance moves; it's sure to catch on."

Her confidence was not unfounded. After all, she was the star pupil of a professor at the top dance university globally.

Resolved to take action, Giselle tidied up her home after dinner and began exploring the new features on Instagram, analyzing the trends in popular dance videos.

She was confident in her ability to innovate on existing moves.

The real challenge was breaking out and getting noticed.

She started by holding a bouquet of flowers partially in front of her, performing a dance she had recently choreographed, and recording it to ensure she appeared relaxed and graceful on camera.

But dance moves alone weren't enough; innovative editing was also crucial for success.

For this, she specifically sought out video editing tutorials online to hone her skills.

Three days later, all set with her new skills, Giselle found some free time after her classes to record a new video. The mask she wore, picked up on a whim from a store, bore the image of Princess Sophie. She edited late into the night, finally uploading her first dance video to Instagram at past one in the morning.

She was so exhausted that she fell asleep at her desk before the upload was complete.

The video was a standout amid a sea of subpar dance clips-a refreshing change.

With her elegant physique, viewers could tell that the woman behind the mask was extraordinarily beautiful, even without seeing her face.

Initially, Giselle had merely wanted to test the waters. Fearing poor viewer engagement, she even invested in promotion. To her surprise, her first video went viral.

The comments section was filled with praise, with many asking which prestigious university she taught at.

Of course, there were some hateful comments and unsolicited advances from men, the vulgarity of which completely shocked her.

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To shield herself from these distasteful remarks, Giselle made it a point to interact with her fans in the comments and eventually turned off private messaging.

To maintain her popularity and viewer engagement, Giselle managed her schedule to include time for video recording and editing, averaging about five hours of sleep a night. Fortunately, the growing popularity of her videos brought many new students to her dance classes, ranging from young children in kindergarten to adults already in the workforce. Giselle welcomed each new student, eventually having to open two additional classes.

Though she was earning more, she felt like she was constantly in motion, with no chance to stop.

Still, she was grateful that she had escaped; otherwise, she might now be pregnant with that devil's child, confined to a villa to nurture the pregnancy.

One morning, after replying to comments and warming up for her class, Giselle was about to enter the classroom when she heard someone calling her name in the hallway. Her heart recognized his voice before her ears did,

and she turned around in disbelief, feeling her heart nearly leap out of her chest at the sight of him.

She had thought she'd never see him again.

"Giselle, you go ahead and start your class. I'll wait."

"Okay."

Turning, Giselle headed toward the classroom, her nose tingling with emotion. His voice was still gentle and considerate as always.

She was distracted throughout the lesson

but managed not to let it affect her students' progress.

How had he found her here?

What was he doing here? What would he say next?