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.

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

had no idea about her alcohol tolerance. Even a weaker

out.

to order a stronger one and settled for a slightly stronger

spread through Sherri’s body, and she started feeling tipsy. She

was nothing

and painting. After her mother passed away, her grandfather didn’t send her to learn outside but instead secretly arranged for instructors to come to their home. Her dancing skills were quite impressive,

the influence of music or the effects of the alcohol, Natalie couldn’t help but sway her slender waist along with the music. Her movements were seductive and graceful. Moreover, their appearances were attractive. They drew

a release, an indulgence.

floor. He couldn’t help. but exclaim. “Oh, my God! Quick, look! It’s my crush.

turned around abruptly, only to find his crush on

filled with excitement, and his blood was boiling. He just wanted

life, Hackett went to great lengths and. persuaded Trevon by giving him a villa

If he had gone to boxing tonight, he wouldn’t have been able to see his crush.

woman on the dance floor. Natalie was indeed

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

can she fight, but she can also ride motorcycles and dance at clubs. She seemed to

was a

Natalie. And Hackett, like a young protective animal guarding its food, couldn’t stand it anymore. He exclaimed, “Trevon, we’re friends. But I had my eyes on this woman first. You can’t compete with

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

The woman you’re interested in is Mr. Wilson’s

Wilson.”

by Jim’s gaze. Then he asked, “What’s with that look, Mr.

by a

dance floor. After careful consideration, he seemed to understand the situation, and a smirk of schadenfreude

tired from dancing and decided

circle of men trying

at her best friend’s

Jim saw Hackett making a fool of himself, he wanted to remind Hackett

“That woman is

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

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

obsessed.” Hackett had never been able to resist attractive women, especially someone like Natalie, who was a true beauty. Even Frank, known for his self–control, couldn’t help but find her

contemplating something in his thoughts. He

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

upon seeing Hackett. This playboy was well–known in the social circle of Athana.