Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 252

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at Grand Manor. The Porsche parked steadily in front of the gate of the hotel.

Frank turned off the engine and pulled out the key. He opened the car door, then hung the car key on his finger and swung it. His series of actions were smooth and handsome.

Rose was wearing slippers and pajamas as she followed Frank into the hotel with her hands in her pockets. She did not feel that it was strange for her to be dressed like this. Even though the scene was a little awkward, she didn’t feel awkward at all and fully lived herself.

The receptionists at the front desk had never seen Rose before. They only greeted Frank politely, “Mr. Roberts.”

Frank’s sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a few people whispering. He did not need to guess to know what they were discussing. It was inevitable that he would be misunderstood when he came to the hotel with a girl in pajamas in the middle of the night. He walked straight to the front desk “That’s my sister, if she comes in the future, just give her a room directly.”

After Frank finished speaking, the few people who had been whispering said in embarrassment hurriedly, “Mr. Roberts, I understand. Hello, Miss Roberts.”

Rose did not care about other people’s opinions. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to live. Caring about others’ opinions was not the way of comfortable living. She introduced herself openly. “Hello. I’m Rose Roberts.”

“Hi… hello”

Rose had a sudden idea. With her tongue curled, she turned around and asked Frank coquettishly, “Frank, am I staying in your exclusive room or another room? Do you want to sleep with me?”

Her words made the receptionist’s hair stand on end. She shivered and wondered if the two of them were really biological siblings. After all, Rose’s tone… and the way she called his name….

Frank glared at his sister, who had gone crazy and was being a drama queen. “What do you think? Straighten your tongue and talk normally”

Frank had his own exclusive room. After saying what he needed to say, he went to his private elevator. Rose followed him in a good mood.

She kept twisting her waist as she walked, trying to look as sexy and enchanting as possible.

The security guard and the receptionist couldn’t help but let their imagination run wild….

After the elevator door closed. Frank pressed the button for the 38th floor. He smiled and his voice sounded in the closed. elevator. “Was it fun?”

Rose no longer had the sexy look she had before entering the elevator. She shrugged and leaned against the elevator wall with her arms crossed. She smiled and answered, “It’s alright. You don’t have a girlfriend. Why were you in a hurry to explain yourself?”

Frank remained silent until the elevator door opened and strode out. The two of them parted ways as if they were strangers and went to their respective rooms.

Rose stood at the door and rang the doorbell. After a few seconds, the door opened. It was Ava. “Rose, you’re here.”

Rose shouted at Frank, who had yet to enter the room he was going to, deliberately. “Ava, your pajamas are so beautiful. They’re cute and lovely. It makes one’s imagination run wild.”

Ava was taken aback. She lowered his head and looked at her conservative pajamas. There was nothing wrong with them. They were very ordinary.

anyone’s imagination run wild because

stick her head out of the door, but Rose’s slender hand pressed her head

look at Rose’s attire. Her jaw dropped at what she saw, and she asked, “Don’t tell me you came in

sat down on the ground casually. “Isn’t this to attend your

gave her a thumbs up in unison, and in an instant, Rose found three thumbs shaking

the same time. “Oh, don’t care about the details. Come on

indeed too tiring to open parcels. She was both tired and hungry. She grabbed a skewer and put it in her mouth casually,

suggested it, and Trevon arranged

and shook her head. “It’s perfect. Natalie, I admire

cider and opened it. She took a sip and smiled happily. “Would you believe me if I said that he’s actually

said. That’s for you, not us. He loves you,

her, in

echoed, “Me

minute, but the door still did not open. He called Hackett gloomily and said. “Open the door.”

other end of the line. Hackett seemed to be very busy. “I’m

seconds later, the door opened. It was Trevon. He was wearing dark blue pajamas and said meaningfully to Frank, “What’s going on? Why are you here?”

at this time of the night. He would never be here at Grand Manor. It could

and took a bottle of red wine from the wine rack. He poured the

tell Rose the truth? Maybe if you tell her, you will become closer. Do you really plan to let her keep calling you ‘Cranky Franky’ all the

small sip of the wine. He put it back on the bar

were talking, Hackett came out of the toilet. After being in the toilet for a long time, his legs were a little numb. He was walking a little strangely and had to hold onto the door frame as

Trevon leaned against the bar counter in the same lazy posture. Both of them had a glass of red wine in their right hands as they looked at Hackett at the same time. Trevon had a smile on his lips, but

toilet pooping, but those who don’t know better might think that you were giving birth to a child in

spat, “Fuck. What nonsense

to look at the time and added. Just the time

seconds.”

finished speaking. Frank and Trevon exchanged a meaningful look. Then, they raised their

glass of wine too. Frank, who was beside him,

wash my hands or not? Why don’t you take a sniff and see if I’ve

and Trevon took a few steps back subconsciously to distance themselves from Hackett. Their actions

sound as if you don’t take a shit, piss, or

mine?”

Manor for the past few days, even though his stomach had always been quite good, Hackett turned to ask Frank, “Are you using low-quality oil

“Don’t blame the Earth for not having enough

to hold back his laughter. He raised an eyebrow and said, “Save your breath. If

for Rose’s help. Tm not getting Rose. Im getting Ava to

Frank’s hand paused in mid-air for a second before returning to normal. However, Trevon saw his hesitation clearly.

locksmith for a good lock.

what he was here for. “My men caught Pluto Cheatham abroad. After being beaten up