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?”

idea about her alcohol tolerance. Even a weaker drink would

out.

disapproving look, Sherri didn’t dare to order a stronger one and settled for a

she started feeling tipsy. She insisted on

situation, there was nothing Natalie could do.

had cultivated her skills in music, chess, dance, and painting. After her mother passed away, her grandfather didn’t send

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 closer

was a release,

look! It’s my crush. My crush is there. Frank, look! I asked you to help me look

countless searches, he turned around abruptly, only to find

was boiling. He

lengths and. persuaded

like those 20 million dollars were worth every penny. If he had

room on the second floor. And his gaze turned to the woman on the dance floor. Natalie was indeed dazzling. And he could

at her coldly, Trevon’s gaze was dim and uncertain. He didn’t expect to run into Natalie in a place like this. He thought inwardly, “Isn’t she a doctor? It seems she had quite

motorcycles and dance at clubs. She seemed

she was a well–behaved girl? Is she just

stare at Natalie. And Hackett, like a young protective animal guarding its food, couldn’t stand it anymore. He

openly with Trevon. When Jim finally took a look, he was taken aback, and his heart skipped a beat. He turned

of yourself. The woman you’re interested in is Mr. Wilson’s wife, Mrs.

Wilson.”

he asked, “What’s with that look, Mr.

a cold

careful consideration, he seemed to understand the situation, and a smirk of schadenfreude appeared on his

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

of men trying to strike up a conversation. He realized someone was

best friend’s figure and beauty. She thought Trevon really

saw Hackett making a fool of himself, he wanted to remind Hackett that Natalie was Trevon’s newlywed

Frank calmly spoke, “That woman is your

thought to himself, “Mr. Roberts is really impressive.

He coldly stared in Natalie’s direction, feeling increasingly annoyed and

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

in his thoughts.

and sat next to Natalie. The people here were familiar with Hackett, Frank, and Trevon, the three of them. And upon seeing

playboy was well–known in the social circle of Athana. And then Sherri,