A beautiful woman was about twenty-seven or eight years old strode in, surrounded by more than ten Las Vegas officials.

She had a supermodel body and a height close to 1.7 meters. Her proportions were perfect, paired with a delicate and picturesque face. She exuded the aura of a domineering CEO.

However, the expression on her lovely face was too cold. She had a demeanor that reeked of superiority, which terrified ordinary men from even sparing a glance at her.

If one looked closely, the outline of her face was somewhat similar to Edwin.

The people around her treated her with utmost respect, not daring to exhale loudly in her presence.

Her appearance made it difficult for everyone in the entire room to breathe.

The male and female inspectors around wore ugly looks, completely silent.

Apparently, they never expected that such a trivial matter would provoke this big shot.

Edwin was briefly stunned. He blurted out, “Sister?! Why are you here?”

The newcomer was none other than the