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.

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

not

up with you. I can wait

“Okay,” Trevon relented.

Jim stood beside Trevon

no one. Jim poked his head in and looked around but did not

was for VIP luxury suites. The door switch was controlled remotely

there was someone inside.

the room, the door closed automatically, leaving Jim outside the door.

on a sofa, and called out, “Mr. Sullivan, what is this all about?” The room was empty, and there was not

was

Sullivan had the guts to

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

her arms did not react. “Let

not let go. She tried to kiss Trevon’s neck and cheeks, but he quickly

of anger that was about to explode. He closed them and said slowly, “If

your old man anymore. Don’t challenge my limits,” Trevon

Trevon before her and smiled, reluctantly letting

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

walked around the sofa and sat opposite Trevon. She behaved herself and swayed her legs before him,

lit it. He blew the smoke rings

a few puffs, he said

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

cigarette ash between his fingers and said leisurely, “No, I can’t give you what you want, Forget about

Mia wanted. He knew it since the

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

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

panicked, knowing that he would leave. She quickly hugged Trevon’s broad and firm waist to stop him. “I really

later, Trevon still did not respond. Then he pried open her fingers forcefully and threw her onto

of the room.

on the sofa; her eyes

his boss storming out and quickly put an overcoat on

obviously furious. “Call Michael Sullivan and tell him that he missed his last chance. He’s

what Trevon meant by last chance.

to Adare Manor moments after Natalie arrived.

physical relationship, Natalie was