Chapter 118: Her Dance Partner

The three figures gradually disappeared into the distance, but their voices could still be faintly heard.

Looking from behind, the two silver figures were perfectly matched standing together. The man was tall and handsome, while the woman was beautiful and gentle.

Her smile never faded from her face as she spoke, her lips moist and red as she let out a laugh that was both refreshing and delightful.

As for Omari, he appeared to be frowning. However, his eyes were filled with laughter. He wasn’t angry at Cheyenne for teasing him with his nickname.

And what about Master Iker? The man sat in his wheelchair with an icy demeanor, but those with a keen eye would notice that he was genuinely listening.

Occasionally he laughed along with Cheyenne too. His pure and relaxed smile softened his cold aura all around him.

He had emotions too; he would laugh like an ordinary person.

Tanner followed behind them, wearing a proud expression on his face like an old father figure watching over them all.

It had been three years since Master Iker was crippled. He rarely saw Master Iker smile, but since Miss Lawrence started treating him, she brought more smiles to his face.

Kelvin walked quietly behind them lost in thought while hiding the deep light in his eyes under long lashes. He never knew about any of Cheyenne’s nicknames before now. Perhaps she had mentioned them to him as well, but he had never taken them to heart.

“Kelvin, what are you thinking?” Abbie turned around just in time to catch Kelvin looking dazed beside her which surprised her slightly because no matter what situation they were in; Abbie always remembered Kelvin being calm and collected without losing composure even once!

“Nothing.”

hello

of the hosts of tonight’s event, Kelvin should greet the President’s daughter, while Abbie herself also wanted

“Let’s go.”

followed by thanking Emily and Hayden for attending tonight’s event as important guests who would perform opening dance together

lived up to being the President’s daughter, having received dance training since childhood; she placed her delicate hand onto Hayden’s palm

with ease and grace, displaying perfect coordination. As the

dance, there was a slight blush on her face, and her fair chest

with me? I’ve heard that

both an

Lawrence family has never spent money to train her for

a low voice, “Miss Davidson, she doesn’t know how

to please the President’s

“I’l joint”

sweet voice was soft but

a tall glass filled with red wine which swayed smoothly along with her slender

the slit in her dress revealed a

cool, ethereal silver hue accentuated her alluring figure, and her gaze held a captivating allure

to persuade Cheyenne to back down

while letting surrounding guests judge us – whoever loses will donate ten

Cheyenne had

she get so

repairing the painting at the exhibition, that was all she had. Ten million dollars meant

what mattered most was

Miss Davidson, are you afraid?” Cheyenne said, lifting the red wine glass in her hand. She tilted her neck back and drank it all in one

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