Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 10

Twitter’s homepage had been filled with hashtags, “Mr. Wilson, the heir of the Wilson Group, stayed with the headliner of Lithern Club in the middle of the night, “Athana’s richest man paid to have sex with the headliner.” The ascetic persona of Mr. Wilson from Athana was ruined,” and “The headliner of Lithern Club seems to keep her virginity for Mr. Wilson.”

In the Lithern Club suite, Frank was awakened by his cell phone ringing. “Speak. His tone was tinged with impatience,

“Geez, you’re still sleeping? Something big has happened. Get up and watch the news,” Hackett shouted loudly.

“Get to the point, Frank said, not caring about the gossip.

“The point is that the trending topics are all related to Mr. Wilson. He stole my job, so I want to ask him what he wants.” Hackett suspected that Trevon was crazy.

In his impression, the Wilson family was a family with strict rules. Brothers could not fight against each other. Men in the family were not allowed to have mistresses and had to keep themselves clean. Otherwise, they would be punished according to the family rules.

What Trevon had done was a direct violation of the Wilson family’s family rules. He was undoubtedly angering his grandfather.

Was he seeking death? Or had his family’s family rules been abolished?

“He’s seeking death,” Frank said and hung up the phone instantly.

Hackett was angry and secretly thought, “How could I have a friend like Frank? Would it kill him to talk to me more every time? I paid for the phone bill, not him.”

Thinking of Frank saying the word “death,” Hackett, who was a real one for flirting with the girls for a long time, realized something suddenly.

He felt that Trevon would hurt himself sooner or later by the plan he set up.

The Wilson Group office building, located in the busiest city center of Athana, stood tall and towering like a towering tree submerged in the clouds.”

Jim pushed the door open, entered the CEO’s office, and said. “Mr. Wilson, the media has changed all the trending topics to those related to you. How long does this need to last? Only today?”

Jim was a little confused about what Trevon

thinking. When Jim saw Mrs. Wilson for the first time, he felt that she was a nice person. He could not figure out why Mr. Wilson deliberately created a scandal to make her misunderstand him. He even ruined his own reputation because of this.

secretly, “Besides,

Mr. Wilson’s grandfather would not let

untied his tie and loosened it while saying, “Keep them there as

“But Mr. Theo…”

calm and composed demeanor that

the business field for many years.

blind eye to this matter. He would not intervene as long

the hospital cafeteria, everyone was wearing white clothes, making one feel

the chef at Cafeteria 1 changed recently? Why is the food so bad? It’s really different from what you cooked. That chef is a fake. right?

Cafeteria I was really not delicious anymore. But she did not care that much. She thought it was already good to be able to have enough food. She indifferently said, “I think it’s fine as long as the food here can give us enough energy to work. Cafeteria I is for our outpatient department. Cafeteria 2 is for the inpatient departinent, and Cafeteria 3 is for the critical care and emergency department. Which cafeteria do you want to eat in? It’s okay if we eat in a different cafeteria occasionally, but someone will report this to the

huge. There were four cafeterias alone, and they were clearly categorized. Each department, unit,

there were many women, there were troubles.

patients, not everyone had the same kindness. For example, they would have opinions if colleagues from the outpatient department came to grab

unnecessary trouble for such a bite of food.

who liked trouble. The two were similar in nature, so they could get along

takeout tomorrow. Or, we can also go out to eat. Your motorcycle is allowed to be

then. Just don’t mind if I drive too fast.” Sherri cared about her appearance too much, but Natalie loved the feeling of speed. Whenever she drove

slower? You really drive too fast, and it scares me to death. Motorcycles suit you. If you drive a car during peak hours, you’ll be anxious

said might be true. She just

She was the busiest one in the entire cafeteria. She ate very slowly, but Natalie, who accompanied her to eat, was not impatient. She always patiently waited for Sherri to

finished her meal and was about to clear her plate, was startled

“Ah. Natalie, finished.”

what they were doing

a

new gossip again. Basically, all the departments in this building knew

they lost interest, and all came back to focus on

records

and blamed her best friend, Sherri. “I don’t think it’s

her mouth, pulling Natalie closer

a hint of concern. Natalie took it suspiciously and