Evolution of a Girl

"Yes."

Cassandra came to Tianyin and said, "Okay, follow me."

Tianyin nodded and followed the other party out of the office.

Cassandra stared at Tianyin who was following behind her and frowned.

I spent so much money and time to become Wilson's right-hand man, but why can this girl gain his trust so easily?

She thought of the capitalist who had bought her. After he found a new love, he threw her away like garbage.

The other person's innocent eyes made her even more annoyed, but Cassandra couldn't take her eyes away. She had to admit, although she was still a child, this girl was so perfect that she was almost obsessed with her...

……

It's not the American comics one...

In addition, the US dollar is extremely valuable these days.

Chapter 393 A gradually twisted smile

After walking for a while, Cassandra brought Tianyin to another house.

There were quite a few women here, and after seeing Alice, they all gathered around her.

"Mom, who is this? So cute."

"Oh, poor little creature, what is your name?"

"How cute!"

Some of the women were chattering out of curiosity, some out of regret, and some out of jealousy.

"She's Mr. Fisk's."

However, Cassandra's words stopped these people.

After hearing Wilson's name, the girls fell silent.

"Are any of you good at dancing or anything? I mean the kind that could go on Broadway."

They looked at each other.

The people here are mainly from the poor class or lazy girls. There are not many talented people.

Why am I still here when I can go to Broadway?

"Okay, go and do your own thing." She waved her hand.

After she finished speaking, she turned to Tianyin.

"Have you studied ballet?"

"Yes."

"Let's see you perform a piece."

"Yes."

Tianyin wasn't wearing a ballet outfit, but she still moved very naturally.

She gently raised her hands and began to dance lightly.

"……what?"

Cassandra looked at Tianyin in surprise.

She originally thought that Tianyin only knew some basics, but she was so perfect at this time.

Even for the Royal Theatre, it would take decades of practice to achieve such perfection.

Cassandra felt herself becoming increasingly twisted.

On the one hand, Tianyin’s talent is really surprising and admirable. She is a very good seedling.

But on the other hand, Cassandra was extremely jealous, such a young and beautiful man, yet so talented.

Admiration and jealousy, love and hatred, these conflicting emotions made Cassandra feel like she was being twisted at this moment.

"You're also good at judo? I heard there are a lot of amazing people in Chinatown."

"It's yoga," Tianyin said. "It's what I mainly practice."

"Yoga?" Cassandra didn't quite understand.

"Yes." Tianyin said.

"Try a few moves."

Tianyin nodded, then lifted one foot and pulled it from behind to the front, then held it with her hand.

She was lying sideways, completely defenseless, and even Cassandra could sense a subtle restlessness within her.

The more impulsive you are, the more you want to...destroy it.

It was just like what she did at work, wearing leather clothes, wielding a whip, and watching those people wail in front of her - that kind of mood.

"So what kind of training are you doing now?" asked Cassandra.

"Breathing." Tianyin replied, "I'm adjusting my breathing."

"So, you can only breathe once every ten minutes?"

"I can hold on for up to half an hour to clear the air from my lungs..."

Cassandra thought about her own childhood.

Before her family fell into poverty, Cassandra had learned aristocratic etiquette, wearing a corset and learning to be a lady while almost fainting from suffocation.

But then times changed.

No, times haven't changed. The real shift in times didn't come until the World Wars, when the steel bars used to bind women's waists were taken away. Elastic, body-con garments began to transform women's clothing styles, and with the advent of bras, the classic corset and tight-fitting bra were completely phased out.

Yes, it was not ideas or reforms that changed all this, but simply the shortage of supplies caused by the war, that's all.

But at this moment, what has changed is not the times, but the Cassandra family who traveled across the ocean from Britain to the Lighthouse Country.

Cassandra asked Tianyin to demonstrate her yoga moves and dance postures.

She thought about it.

She had no say in this matter, and the other party even had a talent in ballet that surpassed hers.

But in other areas maybe.

"You wait."

After letting Tianyin wait for a while, Cassandra found a corset and neck guard that fit Tianyin and put them on her.

This is a leather corset, made of genuine leather with many excellent patterns.

"Breathe out."

Making Tianyin exhale the air in her lungs, she tied the corset tightly around Tianyin's body.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's...tight." Tianyin frowned slightly, "I can't breathe."

It's not just a corset, there's also a neck guard similar to a corset. These two pieces completely lock Tianyin from the neck to the shoulders to the waist.

The soft girl seemed to be locked in a corset prison.

Seeing the girl who could dance so freely and perform such soft movements so freely now unable to move, even breathing became difficult, she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart...

No...that's not right.

I...that's right!

I'm just doing this for her own good!

Only by truly experiencing the life of an aristocratic woman could she have such elegant manners.

Mr. Wilson probably wanted to train this girl into a "high-end person".

In that case, things become very clear.

Actors are nothing.

There are so many good-looking actors these days.

Even those who have special talents are very rare.

But there are very few people with special temperament.

Who doesn't want to be with a girl who has an aristocratic air?

Right, that is it.

I am... for her own good...

The tangled spirit suddenly became one, and that feeling made her feel extremely comfortable in her heart.

This feeling is like swallowing the water of the Mariana Abyss in the Sahara Desert... It's so refreshing! No! No!

"Hmm... so, maybe I should learn about yoga too..."

The feeling of being crumpled into a ball is really interesting, as if the person has become no longer a human being.

From a person to an object.

Yes, that’s the feeling!

Whether it is physical restraint or relaxation, whether it is lady control or education, it is all for this purpose.

But it doesn't matter, what Mr. Wilson wants is a tool.

So, just train her to be the perfect tool.

Besides, this is for her own good.

Yes, that's it.

I wanted to tie her up in a ball so that she couldn't breathe.

I want to stuff her into a box and seal her off in a crowded square.

I want to restrict her and make her completely under my control.

The more she looked at Tianyin, the more twisted Cassandra's heart became.

But the more twisted it was, the more he wanted to look at Tianyin.

Can't take my eyes off.

But it's not a mental distortion.

Instead, the shackles in his heart were unlocked, and the truest self was opened by a key, while his emotions were attracted by the girl in front of him.

"But I'm doing this for her own good..."

Becoming a perfect tool and gaining reputation, popularity and status is great, isn’t it?

Cassandra smiled, a smile that gradually twisted...

……

I fell asleep... cough cough... I suddenly woke up when I went to the bathroom, and then I couldn't fall asleep again, so I quickly updated...

I can sleep peacefully now~

Chapter 394 Gradual Cultivation

"There are two more rounds, hurry up!"

"……Yes!"

Cassandra looked at Tianyin in front of her with joy.

Tianyin was wearing the most popular leg-of-mutton sleeve dress in the past two years, paired with a corset and whalebone skirt. At first glance, she really looked like the daughter of a noble family.

At this moment, Cassandra was waving a whip and teaching Lady Tianyin the steps.

Tianyin's walking posture is also very beautiful - there was no concept of catwalk in those days - although I don't know what kind of posture it is, the twisting and turning feeling is very graceful, much better than the traditional aristocratic posture.