Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 621

Chris had already fallen far behind the woman. He could not even see her back. He sat on the bench in the neighborhood and prepared to rest.

He adjusted his clothes and his scarf until the annoying cold wind wouldn't get into his collar.

As soon as he sat down, his butt felt cold. It was the kind of cold that seeped into his bones. Out of reflex, he jumped up. His feet were warm, but it was chilly outside. He attempted to sit down on the chair again, but this time, he gradually allowed his buttocks to make contact with the seat. This way, he felt less cold.

After resting for about 10 minutes, even the chair had warmed up. Feeling that it was almost time, he stood up. He straightened his clothes and scarf, put his hands in his pockets, and walked briskly toward the villa.

When he arrived at the door, Chris raised his hand to look at the time and realized that it was not even six o'clock. In order to prevent his mother from forcing him to go to the company, he stood in the bone-chilling wind and waited for another ten minutes.

He was alone at the entrance of the villa, fighting with the cold wind.

Chris didn't open the door of the villa until 6:10 a.m.

As soon as he entered the villa, Chris felt alive.

They were from two completely different worlds. The temperature difference was too great.

On the stairs, Charlie had already dressed up and was making his way downstairs. His wife's actions had deprived him of any desire to sleep, so he decided to get up. Meanwhile, Angie had already fallen back asleep.

Chris, who had just entered for less than a minute, shivered from the cold. His ears and hands were cold. He picked up the air conditioner remote control in the living room and raised the temperature. The air conditioner in the living room was turned on by the servants in advance.

Charlie followed his gaze to the temperature on the air conditioner and reminded his son. "If you set the temperature this high, it will feel even colder when you go outside later.” With such a significant temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, the risk of catching a cold was high.

Chris shook his head. "I think it's good if | catch a cold now." At least he didn't have to go for a morning run.

weather must have something wrong with their heads. Chris suddenly remembered the short- haired young woman he passed by during the morning run. Either she was unique, or she was crazy. Perhaps she had just experienced a heartbreak and was trying to alleviate her

the latter. From the way she was dressed, there should be nothing wrong with ber brain. There was a high chance that she had

this method of venting seemed much better. It was better than standing on a tall building, contemplating jumping, and then having the police hassle to rescue her. Chris

of the air conditioner. | will go to work later.” Hearing this, Chris did as he was told. He picked up the remote control and lowered the temperature a little. After adjusting

young lady?" Chris replied, "Maybe, but I'm not sure of it." Charlie was quite speechless, thinking that distinguishing between men and women was a straightforward task, right? Ten minutes later, the two of them finished their breakfast and wiped their lips with a tissue. Chris glanced at his father and tried

challenging enough.”

mom woke up, she would start making things difficult for him again. For safety’s sake, it was better

after Chris left, the door to Stella's room opened on time. Wearing a down jacket, she skipped downstairs with a black

arrived downstairs, she noticed the living room was so quiet that she could hear the sound of needles

the room was very high, making her feel like she was wearing

watch television. Where did she go this morning? Stella asked the servant standing quietly at the side, "Where's

Mr. Charlie and Mr. Chris have already gone out. They should have gone to work." Stella was surprised. "Chris woke up and went to work?" Stella raised her hand and looked at the red watch on her wrist. "It's not even eight o'clock yet. Doesn't Chris go out at eight o'clock every day?" He would not get up when there was

with him today? Why was he acting so strangely? Was he in a relationship? Did he go out so early for

Stella's mind was filled with questions, the servant spoke again, "Mr. Chris woke up at 5 am and even went out for a morning run." Hearing this, Stella was stunned. It took her a few seconds to

by the servants. Through

branches were constantly

and went to work. It would take a few minutes for the car to start.

felt the real cold, Stella felt Chris was crazy even

inches nude high-heeled shoes. She stood by

mainly villas and low-rise buildings, but in Athana, the higher the office building, the more it reflected one's status

if lost in thought, contemplating something. Her fingertips, coated with a layer of nude protective nail polish,

middle fingers, to tap on it. The sound was subtle. Leia snapped back to attention, walking toward her office chair in high heels. She gently placed the cup on the table and with parted red lips, she said, "Come in." The secretary entered with a stack of papers and reported on the morning's work. "Ms. March, these are the documents you need to sign today. There's a high-level meeting in the morning, and in the afternoon, a few university students will come for interviews for the sales representative position." As she spoke, the secretary opened another folder in her arms and placed it in front of the woman. She reported seriously, "These candidates were selected after

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