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.

ear and said, “Is it too

seemed that Sherri had no idea about her alcohol

out.

Sherri didn’t dare to order a stronger one and settled for a slightly stronger drink than Natalie’s

Sherri’s body, and she started feeling tipsy. She insisted on dragging Natalie

there was

knew how to dance. Since she was young, her mother had cultivated her skills in music, chess, dance, and painting. After her mother passed away, her

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

a release, an indulgence.

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! I asked you to help me look her up, but you

abruptly, only to find his crush on

and his blood was boiling. He just wanted

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

million dollars were worth every penny. If he had gone to boxing

the dance floor. Natalie was

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 hobbies outside of

motorcycles and dance at clubs.

grandfather say she was a well–behaved girl? Is she just pretending?”

it anymore. He exclaimed, “Trevon, we’re friends. But I had my eyes on

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

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

Wilson.”

by Jim’s gaze. Then he asked,

a cold glance from

glanced at the dance floor. After careful consideration, he seemed to understand the situation, and

tired from dancing and decided

trying to strike up a conversation. He realized someone

of men and couldn’t help but marvel at her best friend’s figure and beauty. She thought Trevon really missed out

himself, he wanted to remind Hackett that Natalie was Trevon’s newlywed

Frank calmly spoke, “That woman is

is really impressive. He could even know

replied. He coldly stared in Natalie’s

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

contemplating something in his thoughts. He

over and sat next to 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

the social circle of Athana.