Chapter 116: President's Daughter Emily

The approaching figure was dressed in a silver gown much like Cheyenne's. However, Cheyenne's dress was long with a high slit, while Emily's silver gown exuded even more elegance and luxury. Golden threads adorned the hem of her dress, forming intricate, lifelike peony patterns. The woman appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, with fair skin reminiscent of pear blossoms. Her eyes, clear as a spring, held a hint of a smile, and her petite face featured delicate and radiant features. She was as stunning as the flowers on her dress, leaving a breathtaking impression on everyone. It was no wonder that she was admired by many people in the country; her beauty was beyond compare. But there was also a dangerous man standing beside her who lit up a cigarette in his hand. The faint smoke covered his face, making it blurry but his deep and sharp eyes made Cheyenne feel uneasy, causing her to clench her fists tightly. He gazed down at her with handsome features that could rival a