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.

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

it was not

up with

“Okay,” Trevon relented.

designated room, Jim stood beside Trevon

Jim poked his

door switch was controlled remotely by the room guest.

there was someone

closed automatically, leaving

and called out, “Mr. Sullivan, what is this all about?” The room was

there was still nothing.

Sullivan had the guts

Mia Blackwell took 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 much and must resort to this way to ask you

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

kiss Trevon’s neck and cheeks, but he

trace of anger that was about to explode. He closed them and said slowly, “If you don’t want to lose what you have now, stop

to your old man

before

could not push her luck. Trevon was clearly impatient and

the sofa and sat opposite Trevon. She behaved herself and swayed her legs before him, “Can we

it. He blew the smoke rings at Mia’s face.

a few puffs, he said unhurriedly, “Where’s the

I promise that I’ll help you get what you want. That piece of land will go to you; can

“No, I can’t give you what you want,

knew it since the first

you still brooding over the past? I admit I was insensible then when you

cigarette and tidied his suit. He turned to Mia and said, “I don’t

to stop him.

Then he pried open her fingers forcefully and threw her onto the sofa before striding

of the room.

lying on the sofa; her eyes filled

Jim saw his boss storming out and quickly put

obviously furious. “Call Michael Sullivan and tell him that he missed his last chance. He’s on his own from now on.”

Jim knew fully well what Trevon meant by last chance.

returned to Adare Manor moments after Natalie

two had a physical relationship, Natalie