Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 434

The dream–like lights kept changing. The tall glasses at the bar reflected the gorgeous lights. The men and women on the dance floor kept dancing, rolling their hips. The flirtatious vibe temporarily made the people forget all their troubles. They were immersed in the deafening world of music, addicted and intoxicated, unable to distinguish reality from beautiful dreams.

Upstairs, three men, who were dressed similarly, sat in a booth on the second floor. It was 10 at night and they were in a noisy environment, but it was as if they were isolated from the world. There were several bodyguards standing at the stairs, and their postures declared loudly that no one was allowed to disturb them.

Ever since Trevon got married, the three of them had not had a good gathering. At most, they would bump into each other at the entrance of the hospital, let alone come to a bar. It was one of the places that they did not go anymore.

Tonight’s gathering was arranged by Hackett. Trevon was worried about Natalie being alone at home. For the past few days, Jasper had been staying at the Wilson’s residence, while the two of them remained at the Phoenix Manor.

In order to prevent him from worrying, Natalie suggested going to the Wilson’s residence to accompany Jasper. She also wanted to visit his grandfather and help take his blood pressure. However, Trevon knew that Natalie was giving him space.

Looking at the dissipation on the first floor, Trevon crossed his legs and placed one hand on the couch. He peeled a lemon candy with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He gestured to Hackett, who was sitting opposite him and beside Frank.. “Speak. After you’re done, I’ll go home to accompany my wife.”

Hackett was wearing the same ostentatious style today. He was wearing a rose–red short–sleeved shirt, white pants, and a pair of sneakers. His hair was even sprayed with gel.

He appeared extremely fanciful.

Compared to Hackett, Trevon was dressed much simpler. He had gray pants and a white short–sleeved shirt. The same for Frank, who was also very simple. He had black pants and a white short–sleeved shirt.

Trevon ate candy and Frank smoked.

Frank took the cigarette box from the table and took out a cigarette with his fingers. He put it between his lips and lit it. Instantly, the smoke filled Hackett’s nose and choked him.

Smelling the smoke, Hackett’s smoking addiction kicked in. He took out a cigarette from Frank’s cigarette box and lit it. “Can you blow your smoke over there? I’m choking.”

“Why don’t you show me someone who doesn’t exhale?” Frank kicked Hackett, who was beside him.

Since he had a favor to ask of the two of them, Hackett had no choice but to shut up.

Frank raised his chin and asked Trevon, who was facing him, “Go on. Have one too.”

Trevon was no longer addicted to smoking. He said concisely, “I quit.”

In that case, Frank did not force him. He casually threw the cigarette box back on the table.

Hackett grinned and took out the proposal for his wedding. He had rushed it out with Sherri for a few nights and worked overtime to get the advertising company to produce small notebooks for it.

Inside were full of details that Sherri wanted to try out. A once–in–a–lifetime wedding had to be agreed to, “Take a look. I’ve ordered three sets of best man outfits with Sherri. Take a look and see which style you want.”

the two notebooks in front of the two

was a little sour. He casually took

is too sour.”

one asked you to eat it. You get it for free and yet still have the

“True. Frank’s cigarette is milder and yet I don’t even express my

leaned sideways. “How many programs did you prepare? It’s so thick. Isn’t your wife

a lot.” If he hadn’t stopped Sherri, it would have been even thicker.

her pregnancy. He did not open the notebook. Frank opened it first and expressed his opinion. “Did your wife transmigrate from the

that could make Frank ask that question was

his mind was that he was glad that he did not agree to share a wedding with Sherri. How

possible that she wants to fulfill her dream. Are you sure there’s no time machine under

flipped to the best man suit, his face darkened. ‘Hackett, you don’t

knees and said, “Just tell us how much hatred

was smiling obsequiously. It made his hair stand on end, but he had no choice. His wife wanted such

saw was quite good. It was very

liked it too.

his two best friends would quit. He had originally made an appointment with Chris tonight. However, Chris said that he had surgery and could

time to explain what the best man suit was. Chris had already reported

Hackett felt a little embarrassed.

tricking

first set is the uniform of servants. I put it in the proposal. I didn’t plan to let you

chill down his spine. He coughed. “I know you guys definitely won’t wear it. It’s mainly because we want to show we have prepared

not like it. He retracted his gaze nervously and said to himself, “Alright, if you don’t like this, then the last one should

royal guard. Look at this color. It’s so beautiful in blue. Also, the pattern and color are cool looking. Look at this

notebook again to take a look. It looked alright. He looked sideways at Hackett beside him and asked, “Those who are in the know knew that you’re getting married. Those who don’t know will think that you’re a salesperson from some wedding dress

blue. It’s a perfect match for your royal guard uniform, right?

knew that this fellow was afraid that they would not want to wear it. He picked up the notebook and looked at it again. “You shouldn’t be selling properties. You

best man and bridesmaids is not compatible. They must be

said indifferently, “You’re the one getting married, not

Ava, so he didn’t

would still risk their lives for each other when it came to

not ostentatious enough. Are you and your wife acting as a down–and–out young lady and

“The crown prince and princess.”

of people when he gets married? Your

The cigarette between his lips was trembling. He spread his

sideways glance. “I’ll get the