Turning Of The Tide
Chapter 379
Chapter 379
It was 11 o’clock in the morning.
The sun cast its brilliant light upon Sapphire City, scorching everything in its path, mirroring the fiery heat that consumed.
Frank’s heart.
His car was parked at the entrance of the estate. Instead of entering, he dialed Ava’s number. He rested his head against the car seat, gazing skyward at the expanse adorned with a sun ablaze in fiery red.
Swiftly. Ava’s cheerful voice answered the call “Frank,” she said, “Are you awake?”
Her voice infused him with an unexplainable joy. Frank’s lips curved slightly as he responded, “Where are you going today?”
Ava’s tone held a touch of despair. With Alex on vacation and unable to visit Athana, time was constrained, and her words were tinged with resignation. “Reading at home and painting. There’s nowhere to go, she replied dejectedly.
In reality, her disappointment stemmed from not having a companion. She believed engaging with someone of vastly different perspectives would lead to mundane conversations. Coordinating activities with them would also be draining; she opted not to squander her time
Misaligned viewpoints gave rise to a lack of common ground – that’s what it boiled down to. They would never be on the same page.
Naturally, Frank discerned traces of disillusionment and languor in her words. “Come on out, he urged.
“Huh? What?” Ava, on the other end, queried in confusion.
Frank chuckled and said, “I am outside your residence. Get the driver to send you out. Let’s hang out for a while today”
The young girl seemed perplexed. Silence lingered on the line momentarily, and then Ava regained her bearings with a surprised tone. Her voice increased, and she asked, “Frank, are you outside? In Sapphire City? When did you arrive?”
Ava asked questions, but Frank did not find it bothersome. Her words tickled his heart, leaving it as light as a feather. He urged. “Step out, and I’ll explain.”
“Of course, I’m on my way. Stay on the line. I’ll put you on speaker. I’m dressed, and I will have to do my makeup. Wait for me. Ava responded, her words flowing without intent to end the call.
Frank did not disconnect either, and he agreed, saying, “Sure.”
Ava hurried to the bathroom, beginning her makeup routine. Gazing at her reflection, she realized her chosen attire was ideal for a date. Yet, facing a drawer overflowing with lipsticks, she wavered. She murmured to herself, “Which color should I opt for? Peach pink, cherry pink, subtle orange, apricot, or carrot?”
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The abundance of lipstick choices ignited the struggle to decide.
Sometimes, an excess of options was not necessarily beneficial as it complicated the decision-making process.
resolved her dilemma, albeit unsure himself. “Subtle orange,’
shade too. Now, should I wear sandals or
aloud.
rock climbing and archery,
Ava’s liking; they should captivate her.
a few more minutes. I’ll change into sportswear,” Ava replied, urgency
he replied, unperturbed. The rest of his day belonged
swung open. A
white striped top, white high-waisted shorts, and a beige decorative belt cinching her waist. Her cascading curly hair framed her face, and on her wrist gleamed the bracelet he had gifted her, its
warm sun. On the feet, a pair of small white shoes radiated youthful energy from head to toe.
help but sigh inwardly. It appeared
the car door and stepping out, Ava briskly walked into his embrace. Her hands found rest at his waist, and she looked up at him with a joyful expression.
surrounding bodyguards averted their gazes once more, adhering to an unspoken rule – if it was not meant to be seen, they looked away. The driver of the Bugatti immediately turned the
unbridled surprise adorned Ava’s face, and she inquired, “How
not promise to come see you? Frank
planted a kiss on Frank’s lips, not once but twice. How could a man who had
immediately transferred to his lips. A sweet fragrance lingered between their lips, and as they parted, their tongues
concluded, her breathing slightly heavier. She asked. ‘Did you
had become adept at deciphering this
itinerary: they would start with rock climbing, followed by archery. They intended to explore
had stopped Hackett from delivering special meals for his pregnant wife. Her prolonged detachment from the organization made reintegration necessary. To allow Rose some rest, Sherri arranged takeout
everyone.
cover the expenses. She could indulge herself. Holding her phone, she
her hands, she began scrolling through her friends’ posts. In the process, she came across Ava’s post. The photo depicted
evidently captured the
why he
waiting for the food, Natalie sifted through medical records. She glanced up, her suspicion evident, and questioned, “What’s on your
lips and said, “You are nursing a heartache, aren’t
“Sherri, I have not even been in a relationship. How can I have a broken
a prolonged sigh. Tell me, why
as an actress and dramatically replied, “Cranky Franky had ruthlessly abandoned me. Spare me
was at a loss
those fancy characters’ play. It is rather
modern language was less poetic. Rose began sharing the reason behind her sigh. In a sad voice, she said, “It’s just that Cranky Franky
woke up, he was already in bed at the Sapphire Hotel. You can see it for yourself in Ava’s post. However, Cranky Franky felt remorse for his actions, so he
clearly fond of
words, Natalie reviewed their essence. Frank hai journeyed to Sapphire City
apart for
About Turning Of The Tide - Chapter 379
Turning Of The Tide is the best current series of the author Diana Sander. With the below Chapter 379 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 379 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com