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.

and said, “Is it too weak? Why don’t we order a stronger bottle?”

about her alcohol tolerance. Even a weaker

out.

a stronger one and settled for a

started feeling tipsy. She insisted on dragging Natalie to the dance floor, shouting

was nothing Natalie could

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

her slender waist 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 to get

was a release,

dance floor. He couldn’t help. but exclaim. “Oh, my God! Quick, look! It’s my crush. My crush is there. Frank, look! I asked you

around abruptly, only to find

excitement, and his blood was boiling. He just wanted to sit next to Natalie immediately.

to great lengths and. persuaded Trevon by giving him a villa worth 20 million dollars, thus avoiding any damage to

had gone to boxing tonight,

dance floor. Natalie was indeed dazzling. And he could spot

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

also ride motorcycles and dance at clubs. She seemed to be an

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

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

the better of Jim, who was sitting nearby. He wondered 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 aback, and his heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and sympathetically looked at Hackett.

The

Wilson.”

irritated by Jim’s gaze. Then he

to say something but was silenced by a cold glance from Trevon sitting next to

spectating the whole scene, casually glanced at the dance floor. After careful consideration, he seemed to understand the situation, and a smirk of schadenfreude appeared on his lips.

had attracted attention, grew tired from dancing and decided to take a

that Natalie on the dance floor had finished dancing and was surrounded by a circle of men trying to strike up a conversation. He

best friend’s figure and beauty. She thought

of himself, he wanted to

left, Frank calmly spoke, “That woman is

is really impressive. He could even

coldly stared in

hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol that night, added, “Hackett isn’t one to back down when it comes to women. He’s quite obsessed.” Hackett had never been able to resist attractive women, especially

remained silent, contemplating something in his thoughts. He didn’t respond to Frank’s words.

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

circle of Athana. And then Sherri,