Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

At that moment.

Leia bought three big bags from the supermarket, including a bag of ingredients, a bag of snacks and quick-frozen food, and one bag of fruits and drinks.

As soon as she opened the trunk, someone came from behind, followed by a male voice. "Miss March, let me do it." Leia turned around and thanked him. "Thank you." Joseph was very meticulous. After sending Leia to Athana, he had to be responsible for her safety. He also had to reassure her parents in Sapphire City, so he arranged a bodyguard.

The bodyguard followed the rules and said respectfully, "Miss March, I'll carry it for you to the living room, and I'll come out.” Leia nodded. "Alright, sorry to trouble you." She could have carried it herself, but it would take a little effort. She could hang a bag on her bent arm and hold a bag in each hand.

The door of the villa opened, and Leia’s hands were empty. The bags were all carried by the bodyguard. She opened the door and let the bodyguard enter first. The door was open, and the bodyguard left after he put down the things. He did not even stay in the living room for a minute.

When the bodyguard left, Leia thanked him again and closed the door.

She put away the things she had bought and took everything for the kitchen. She bought a lot of ingredients and would cook herself when she had time.

By the time everything was settled, it was already 40 minutes later. It was still early for lunch. She went upstairs in her slippers and began sitting on the carpet to watch today's news. She turned on a light music.

At 1 p.m., Stella slept left and right on her bed. She only opened her eyes when she could not sleep anymore. She turned on her phone and scrolled through Twitter for a while. She only got up when there was nothing left to gossip about.

She stretched lazily. "It's comfortable. | like this kind of weekend when | wake up naturally.” She sent a message to Ava. [Darling, did you take a nap? Can | come and look for you now?] The reply came very quickly. Since Stella said she was going to the Roberts family, Ava did not sleep. [No, you can come over.] Both of them sent voice messages.

voice drifted out of the bathroom. After

a

stood before the wardrobe and felt troubled.

should | wear? The temperature has risen by two degrees compared to yesterday. However, it is still quite cold. It is

Purple, green, or white..." Stella stood in front of the closet. She looked at it for a while, put her hands on her hips, and finally chose a short milky-yellow down jacket, white wide-legged pants, and a white wool hat. After packing up, she carried her gray bag

was playing with her friends. "Go shopping? You already have enough clothes." Stella habitually took the omelet from the maid's hand. This was her habit. On weekends, she slept until the afternoon. "I'll go to the Roberts family." She took a bite of omelet and continued, "Mom, don't watch s when you have nothing to do. Drive out and chat with those madams.” Angie glanced at her. "To hear them ask if my son and daughter are dating? | don't plan to be interviewed." Stella was defeated. "Alright, it's my fault." Seeing that her daughter had admitted her mistake, Angie did not harp on it. The focus now was on her son. She would take them down one by one. "Are you going to Ava's place to play?" "Well, | was on a business trip with Ms. March a few days ago. | bought a small gift for the two children. I'll send it over now." With that, Stella walked out. Halfway there, she was stopped by Angie. "Why didn't you play with Ms. March?" Stella took another bite of the omelet. Without swallowing it, she opened her mouth and tugged at the chain on the bag in front of her chest with one hand. Then, she waved her hand and said, "Then you're overthinking. Ms. March only has a colleague relationship with others in the company. She has never been especially close to anyone. Perhaps it's easier to manage. It's hard to manage if she's too close to her subordinates. Some time ago, our HR did a fake attendance for a subordinate who was relatively close to her. Then she was fined a month's bonus by Ms. March." As a leader, it was not

while, she said, "She's been in the company for so long. Everyone in the company doesn't know where she lives.

she's with a boy, she'll do her job and won't play tricks. How good that is!" After hearing her mother's words, Stella had already put on her shoes. "Mom, no matter who Ms. March's boyfriend is, don't worry. It definitely won't be your son. Christina said that Ms. March likes to let nature take its course. She doesn't like blind dates or pimps. What's the word? Wait for me to think about it..." Stella raised her

good mood began to fade with

words in your mind." The next second, Stella said, "Oh, it's up to fate.” "Up to fate? Do

between the two?" "I'm leaving. I'll be back for dinner. Remember to leave some for me." It didn't seem appropriate to freeload because of a gift. It was better to go home and eat. The main reason was that she was worried William would

smiled. Then, she turned on the television and ate the apple. She bit down hard on them. Just from the sound, she

the Roberts' Villa in

bought and handed it to Ava. Then, she held Ava's hand and went in. "When did | go back on my word? | said I'll come in the afternoon. These are two singing dolls. They might

"Hi..." As soon as she stepped into the living room, she realized there was not just Frank. Rose was

coincidence, Rose, you're going home today too." Rose was wondering why Ava suddenly stood up and went out. It turned out that Stella was here. She was sitting on the sofa with a big belly and holding her nephew's toy. "Damn, you didn't even inform me when you came to my house." Frank squatted in front of the sofa and played with the two children. The two babies were sitting on the