Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
The sky in early autumn was so blue and clear. Without pesky clouds blocking the view, it was not as vibrant and bright but brought a peaceful and calm vibe.
Natalie Foster was in a hurry as she drove her best friend Sherri Landor’s limo to the City Hall.
As soon as she alighted from the car, she saw a scene that left her speechless.
Four luxury cars were parked at the entrance of the City Hall, led by a sports car worth about 20 million dollars. Standing next to it was an elderly man with gray hair and a young man, surrounded by a dozen tall men dressed in black suits.
“I must have taken the wrong turn. Could it be that I had stumbled into some neighborhood controlled by the mafia?” thought Natalie.
She looked around and looked up. She was indeed at the City Hall.
She double–checked that she was in the right place, put the key in her jacket pocket, and walked toward the main entrance.
“Miss Foster.” The voice carried the weight of time yet remained strong and powerful.
When Natalie turned around, she saw the old man next to the luxury car calling out to her. She walked back to the car and politely asked, “Sir. Are you talking to me?”
The old man had white hair, a ruddy complexion, and a vigorous spirit. He was standing straight, like he was standing at attention. His eyes were bright, and he exuded an air of dignity that couldn’t be challenged.
“Girl. I am a friend of your grandfather. Barron should have told you about me. This is my grandson, Trevon Wilson, the one who will be getting married to you today.” He turned and gestured to his grandson next to him.
This old gentleman was introducing a person to her, but somehow it gave Natalie the feeling he was introducing a product.
For example. “These bananas were imported, 1.6 bucks a pound. It’s only on sale today, so you should grab some to take home.”
She was lost in thought for a while before turning her head to follow the old man’s gaze. Only then did she see the man next to the luxury car.
He stood next to the sports car. The warm sunlight poured down on him, highlighting his distinct and profound facial features. He looked like a frozen sculpture with enigmatic cold eyes that appeared wild and untamed.
His three–dimensional facial features were as beautiful as those of a sculpture, emitting an uncontrollable aura of royalty. The sharp edges also exuded a cold and stern demeanor that kept others at a distance.
Thinking of the task that was assigned to her, Natalie mustered up her courage and politely extended her hand to greet him. “Hello, I’m Natalie Foster. Nice to meet you.”
The man didn’t react to her right away. His eyes were freakishly cold as he assessed Natalie from head to toe before finally speaking in a disgusted tone. “Hmm.”
little speechless. She thought, “Is it freezing in here? Or maybe it’s just that he has slow reflexes”
care anyway, as long as she completed the task her grandfather assigned her today. After all, it was their first meeting, and she was forced into it.
embarrassed, Natalie put down her
money conscious, she
up and get this done.” She looked up at
and if she had to line up. What if the three–hour
sounded like she couldn’t wait to get
his face expressionless, and the contours of his features were sharp with
a moment, with a slight parting of his lips, he asked, “Are you in a hurry?”
along with what Trevon said because time was
the beginning
straight toward
moment
by the commotion, but Trevon was very
swoon.
Mr. Trevon Wilson, you’re here. Please follow me. We’ve arranged for the staff to take
and give them to Mr. Darcy,”
without any expression. The latter respectfully took them and turned towards Natalie Foster. “Mrs. Wilson, can you
“Mrs. Wilson?”
yet to register our marriage. What is Trevon Wilson’s identity? Why would the government officer act
some big shot from the mafia, but Grandpa didn’t even say what the guy does. That’s
other documents needed to
again fixed on her,
woman to be in such a hurry
unfriendly stare, Natalie started explaining herself. “I’m just asking because it’s my first
and asking about it isn’t a crime. What’s with the
Please come over here to fill
because they were taking the green channel. Plus, Ben Darcy knew that Mr. Wilson
winter day, and with Trevon, it felt like the temperature had dropped even further. It was enough to freeze people, so I should leave early, she
desires. She’s afraid that I will change my mind even after getting a marriage license. That showed that she was quite desperate
no idea that the man beside
take half an hour. They got it in just 18 minutes.
watched as all the procedures were completed. His restless heart calmed down only
in her pocket and said to the old gentleman, “Mr.
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In Chapter 1 of the Turning of the Tide Novel series, Natalie Foster drives a limo to City Hall in a hurry. There, she meets Trevon Wilson, who she is supposed to marry. Despite his cold attitude, they get their marriage license quickly. Trevon warns Natalie to keep it a secret. She informs her grandfather and rushes back to work, feeling uncertain about the marriage.... Will this Chapter 1 author Diana Sander mention any details. Follow Chapter 1 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
Turning of the Tide by Diana Sander Chapter 1
Turning of the Tide novel Chapter 1