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.

getting up.] "It's a good day. A good day..." The voice drifted out of the bathroom. After

a beautiful

before the wardrobe and felt troubled. It was not

to yesterday. However, it is still quite cold.

the closet. She looked at it for a while, put her hands on

watching s in the living room, saw her daughter was dressed so well and thought she 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

always serious. Leia was afraid of being scolded. After thinking for a while, she said, "She's

Angie coughed guiltily. "I see. Perhaps this person is slow to warm up and is more professional. That's good. Once 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 head and desperately searched for words in

and urged her. Her good mood began to fade with

about time. There won't be any good words in your mind." The next second, Stella said, "Oh, it's up to fate.” "Up to fate?

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 urge

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

hour later, Stella arrived at the Roberts' Villa in

gift she had 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

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

a big belly and holding her nephew's toy. "Damn, you didn't even inform