Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 63

Meanwhile, in a suite at the Grand Manor Hotel.

A woman in a low-cut red strapless dress stood before the mirror while fiddling with it. The hem of the dress only reached below her hips. A slightly exaggerated movement would reveal what was underneath.

“Miss Blackwell, you have such a good figure! It’s a dancer’s figure, for sure. It’s the show’s honor to have invited you as a judge,” her brown-noser assistant praised her.

Mia Blackwell smiled in satisfaction; she said coquettishly, “Don’t embarrass me with such praises in public. There are better dancers than me. I’m just helping out. I’m happy to contribute to the show.”

The assistant continued to sing praises. “Miss Blackwell, I think you are the prettiest woman in the entire show.”

Mia signaled her assistant to bring over the perfume from the washbasin. The assistant handed her the perfume and continued, “You look so beautiful in that dress, Miss Blackwell. Do you have a date tonight?”

Mia could not hold back her excitement and smiled. “Yes, I’m waiting for someone I like. You can leave after you’re done packing. There’s no need for you to stay behind.”

The assistant nodded, “Okay, okay, I understand. Don’t worry; I won’t disturb you, Miss Blackwell” She covered her mouth to hide

her reaction.

“What are you thinking about? We, uh, we’re just discussing a collaboration. Don’t overthink,” Mia tied to explain.

No one would believe you if you dressed like this. The assistant thought.

“All right, then. I’ll take my leave now, Miss Blackwell.”

Mia’s cell phone rang after her assistant left. It was her father. “Dad, don’t worry. I won’t mess it up, I’m confident. Stop worrying!”

After hanging up, Mia looked assured.

Meanwhile, a black Maybach glided in and stopped at the entrance of the Grand Manor Hotel.

Mindful of the snowy road, Jim Hawk drove slowly with care, so the car would not skid.

Jum stopped the car and turned to ask Trevon Wilson in the backseat, “Are you sure you don’t need me to accompany you, Mr.

Wilson?”

Trevon replied coldly, “No need.”

Jim was concerned. Trevon rarely attended negotiations alone. However, Mia’s father, Michael Sullivan, requested that be attend the meeting by himself. His reason being he feared that someone might interfere at the meeting.

massive, and many parties wanted a piece of the pic, knowing they would benefit from the bid even if they did not win it. They would have more say if they won the bid, It would be icing on the cake. Many interested wanted to contact Michael Sullivan to buy the land for a speaking right. Therefore,

it was not

Wilson, I’ll go up with you. I

“Okay,” Trevon relented.

stood

poked his head in and

luxury suites. The door switch was controlled remotely by the room

was someone inside.

Trevon entered the room, the door closed automatically, leaving Jim outside the

on a sofa, and called out, “Mr. Sullivan, what is this all about?” The room was empty, and there

was still nothing.

did not think Michael Sullivan had the

off her shoes and tiptoed behind the sofa. She suddenly wrapped her arms around Trevon’s neck and apologized gently, “There you are, Trevon. You’re so hard to get. Please don’t push me away. I miss you so

arms did not react. “Let go of me,” he

Trevon’s neck and cheeks, but he quickly dodged her. Her lips

anger that was about to explode. He closed them and said slowly, “If you don’t want to lose

to your old man anymore. Don’t challenge my

She stared at Trevon before

understood Trevon too well; she could not push her luck. Trevon was clearly impatient and irritated. If she provoked him further, it would backfire, and

and sat opposite Trevon. She behaved herself and swayed her legs before him, “Can we talk?”

smoke rings at Mia’s face. She frowned and was unable to

he said unhurriedly, “Where’s the contract?”

signed the contract. Let’s talk first. I’ll give it to you later. I promise that I’ll help you get what you want. That piece of land will go to you; can you give me what I want

“No,

what Mia wanted. He knew it since

then when you insisted on joining the army. In addition, my father forced me to go

tidied his suit. He turned to Mia and said, “I don’t want it if you

leave. She quickly hugged Trevon’s broad and firm waist to stop him. “I really love you, Trevon. Forgive

did not respond. Then he pried open her fingers forcefully and threw

of the room.

felt indignant lying on the sofa;

his boss storming out and quickly put an overcoat on him.

“Call Michael Sullivan and tell him that he

sir.” Jim knew fully well what

to Adare Manor

a physical relationship, Natalie was embarrassed to see Trevon.