Trillionaire they never noticed

Conman

Back at the party venue...

Scott could be seen sitting quietly acrossthe hall with his arms folded, and his gaze fixated on Mike who was busy dancing at the center of the place and having fun.

Mike was indeed a good dancer, and his nice moves caught the attention of everyone in the hall. They all gathered around to watch and cheer, while some sprayed money on him.

After dancing for a few moments he then performed a backflip to conclude the whole thing, and everyone gave a round of applause.

"Thank you!" He smiled and waved as he walked back to where Scott sat.

"Hey, man, did you see that?" Mike asked gleefully while wiping the beads of sweat off his face with his handkerchief.

"Yup. I saw everything. You're a good dancer, Mike." Scott replied, his expression decipherable.

"Thank you." Mike muttered. "I used to attend dance classes and also learn some moves online. I had hopes of becoming a professional dancer, but my Dad told me I should bury that idea because he wants me to become