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.

it too weak? Why don’t we order a stronger

It seemed that Sherri had no idea about her

out.

didn’t dare to order a stronger one and settled for a slightly stronger drink

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

there was

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

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

release, an indulgence.

my God! Quick, look! It’s my crush. My crush is there.

he turned around abruptly, only to find his crush on the

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

Trevon to boxing today. In order to save his life, Hackett went to great lengths and. persuaded Trevon by giving him a villa worth 20 million dollars, thus

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

a VIP room on the second floor. And his gaze turned to the woman on the dance floor. Natalie was indeed dazzling. And he could spot her at a glance. It seemed that she

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 a few

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

she was a well–behaved girl? Is

food, couldn’t stand it anymore. He

Hackett bold enough to compete openly with Trevon. When Jim finally took a look, he was taken aback, and his

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

Wilson.”

irritated by Jim’s gaze. Then he asked, “What’s

but was silenced by a cold glance

casually glanced at the dance floor. After careful consideration, he

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

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

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

himself, he wanted to remind

Hackett left, Frank calmly spoke, “That woman is your newlywed wife.

himself, “Mr. Roberts is

coldly stared in

obsessed.” Hackett had never been able to resist attractive women, especially

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

expression immediately soured upon seeing Hackett. This playboy was well–known in the social circle of