Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 18

At precisely 10 o’clock in the evening, Sherri’s car came to a steady stop outside the Lithern Club. She exited the vehicle and handed the keys to the security guard.

True to its reputation as the prime bar in Athana, the Lithern Club exuded luxury from its exterior alone. Natalie was somewhat hesitant to go inside.

Knowing her best friend’s intentions, Sherri couldn’t let it slide. Then she told Natalie, “You can’t do something so unethical. If you bail on me tonight, we’ll cut ties.”

“You’d better watch fewer soap operas,” Natalie replied.

“Soap operas are so entertaining. You just don’t get it,” Sherri said.

Natalie wore a black form–fitting knee–length dress that evening. Her face had a subtle natural makeup look, comfortable and effortless. Her dark curly hair cascaded down, creating a beautiful aesthetic.

On the other hand, Sherri wore a contrasting red form–fitting dress, seductive and alluring. Her dress was shorter than Natalie’s, and she wore a pair of white high heels. Her chestnut–colored curls were also flowing freely.

When they were getting their hair permed together, Sherri asked Natalie to dye their hair together. But Natalie adamantly

refused.

With the night breeze on her face, Natalie adjusted her suit jacket and asked skeptically, “Can we go in now, Sherri? Aren’t you cold?”

On such a cold night, Sherri prioritized style over warmth and didn’t even wear a jacket.

Just looking at her, Natalie already felt cold.

Thinking the bar’s exterior was already luxurious, little did they know that the interior design was even more extravagant. The ground floor had a dance floor with a starry sky design overhead. Blaring notes reached their ears. And in the dim environment, the starry sky above shimmered even more brilliantly, like a galaxy of stars.

Standing there, one could feel the class divide. This was where the wealthy gathered.

Natalie couldn’t bear to spend her hard–earned money here.

The second floor housed VIP seating, undoubtedly a spot for the affluent to sit above and look down on everything.

Indeed, poverty could limit one’s imagination. There was nothing you couldn’t achieve, only things hadn’t thought of.

The temperature inside was relatively high. Sherri grabbed Natalie and found a nice spot where they could oversee the entire dance floor.

Natalie hung her jacket on the back of the chair and lazily leaned against the bar counter. Then she asked the bartender for at low–proof drink.

her ear and said, “Is it too weak? Why don’t

glared at Sherri. It seemed that Sherri had no idea about

out.

a stronger one and settled for a slightly

body, and she started feeling tipsy. She insisted on dragging

that situation, there was nothing Natalie

and painting. After her mother passed away, her grandfather didn’t

along with the music. Her movements were seductive and graceful. Moreover, their appearances were attractive. They drew the attention of the people around them. Many young gentlemen were constantly trying

a release,

“Oh, my God! Quick, look! It’s my crush. My crush is there. Frank, look! I asked you to help me look her up, but you didn’t. Now she’s here on

abruptly, only to find his crush on the

and his blood was boiling. He just wanted to sit next

to boxing today. In order to save his life, Hackett went to great lengths and. persuaded Trevon by giving him a villa worth

If he had gone to

the dance floor. Natalie was indeed dazzling. And he could spot her at a glance. It seemed that she was the only

gaze was dim and uncertain. He didn’t expect to run into Natalie in a place like this. He

also ride motorcycles

my grandfather say she was a well–behaved girl? Is she just pretending?”

help but stare at Natalie. And Hackett, like a young protective animal guarding its food, couldn’t stand it anymore. He exclaimed, “Trevon, we’re friends. But

what kind of woman worth Hackett’s protection was and made Hackett bold enough to compete openly with Trevon. When Jim finally took a look, he was taken

yourself. The woman you’re interested

Wilson.”

he asked, “What’s with that

but was silenced by a

careful consideration, he

tired from dancing

men trying to strike up

friend’s figure and beauty. She thought Trevon really missed out by not

making a fool of himself, he wanted

left, Frank calmly spoke, “That woman is

thought to himself, “Mr. Roberts is really impressive. He could even know this?

name,” Trevon replied. He coldly stared in Natalie’s direction, feeling

obsessed.” Hackett had never been able to resist attractive women, especially someone like Natalie, who was a true beauty. Even Frank, known for his

something in his thoughts. He didn’t

with Hackett, Frank, and Trevon, the three of them. And upon seeing the audacious Hackett showing interest in Natalie, the people around them

seeing Hackett. This playboy was well–known in the social circle of Athana. And then Sherri, who was still sober, quickly positioned herself