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

had no idea about her alcohol

out.

a stronger one and settled for a slightly

tipsy. She insisted on dragging Natalie

that situation, there was nothing Natalie could do.

After her mother passed away, her grandfather didn’t send her to learn outside but instead secretly arranged for instructors to come to

help but sway her slender waist along with the music. Her movements were seductive and graceful. Moreover, their appearances were attractive. They drew the

was a release, an indulgence.

eyes and caught sight of the dazzling Natalie on the dance floor. He couldn’t help. but exclaim. “Oh, my God! Quick, look! It’s my crush. My crush is there. Frank, look!

only to find his crush on the dance

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

to great lengths and. persuaded Trevon by giving him a villa worth 20 million

every penny. If he had gone to boxing tonight,

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

run into Natalie in a place like this. He thought inwardly, “Isn’t

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

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

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 I had my eyes on this woman

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

thought to himself, “Mr. Blackwell, take care of yourself. The woman you’re interested in is Mr. Wilson’s

Wilson.”

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

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

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

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

on the dance floor had finished dancing and was surrounded by a circle of men trying to strike up a conversation. He realized someone was encroaching on his territory. And he couldn’t sit still.

at her best friend’s figure and beauty. She thought Trevon

wanted to remind Hackett that Natalie was

spoke, “That

Roberts is really impressive. He could even know this?

in Natalie’s

when it comes to women. He’s quite obsessed.” Hackett had never been able to resist attractive women, especially someone

silent, contemplating something in his thoughts.

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

social circle of