Chapter 112: The Dress Cheyenne Gave Me
Upon receiving the sharp gaze from Iker, Tanner coughed and quickly composed himself. "Ahem... right in front of you, next to the long table," he said.
Iker followed his direction and indeed saw a slender figure dressed in red sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. The woman had her back facing him, but he could see that she had tied up her long hair and had a delicate frame.
She was wearing the dress he gave her.
A faint smile appeared on Iker's usually cold face.
Nora basked in the attention of all the men around her. However, her reverie was interrupted by a uniformed waiter who approached her.
"Miss Lawrence, Mr. Todd would like to see you."
Mr. Todd! It was none other than heirs of the Todd family, but she wondered whether it was Master Iker or Master Davon.
Nora immediately ruled out the former since she knew that he rarely made public appearances after his leg injury. So it must be Master Davon then?
Although Davon was born from their father's second wife, with Iker'

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