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