Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 21

The light streamed through the window, casting its brilliant glow upon Sherri’s eyes, too intense to bear. She winced and squinted. Her head felt as though it were encased in a dense cloud of cotton, causing her great discomfort.

Extending her arms in a languid stretch, she arched her back lazily, emitting a hearty yawn, and opened her eyes, only to be struck with the scene in front of her.

“Oh, shit…” she thought. “Where am I now?”

The surroundings and the furnishings of the room were unfamiliar. It was clearly not her own room.

Her mind reeled in confusion.

“Could it be possible that last night I have been taken away by a strange man, and then…”

Thinking of this, Sherri immediately threw back the covers to inspect the lower half of her body. After ensuring there was nothing wrong and finding her clothes unchanged from the day before, she breathed a sight of relief!

Involuntarily, she instinctively patted her chest.

She attempted to make a sound, but her cheeks were so sore that articulating even a single word proved difficult.

Surveying her surroundings, her gaze collided with an array of vibrant balloons, triggering a fuzzy recollection that played out hazily in her mind. She shook her head and slowly recalled a night of drunken madness. And she even kept blowing balloons all night!

“Oh my, this was not true!” Sherri couldn’t believe it. She yearned to disappear from this world!

While soothing her aching, swollen cheeks, she contemplated her next

move.

Sherri was well aware of her proclivity for drunken madness. To dissuade her from getting drunk outside and being obstreperous at home, Edward had purposely captured her intoxicated state on video as a stern warning

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Every time she contemplated indulging, she would watch the playback of

that video first.

Upon viewing it, any desire to drink dissipated, replaced only by an overpowering sense of shame that made her want to crawl into a hole.

and never come out.

Anyway, the most important thing was to get out of here first.

Swiftly rising from the bed, she tidied her attire and prepared to make her stealthy escape. Just as she tiptoed toward the front door, a voice of deep and low magnetism from the living room halted her in her tracks. “Is this how you conduct yourself, Miss Landor? Sneaking away without uttering a word of gratitude?”

caught, immediately regained her composure and feigned serenity. Straightening her stiff back, she gracefully turned. around, came back to the living

of mischief concealed beneath

I get so drunk that I followed this playboy to his residence?” she

for taking care of me last night, Mr. Blackwell. I must return to work now. See you next time!” She longed to escape from this

escapades from the previous night had been witnessed by

she only wanted to make at swift exit now.

she had caused enough disturbance for him last night, and the lingering ache from last evening was still fresh in his memory.

at this time. And last night, Miss

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exactly what she looked like when she got drunk since her brother had described that countless

Mr. Blackwell. Let’s discuss something else. What happened last night was my fault… I crossed the line. I was just indulging in a bit of alcohol. Can we just put it behind us? Just tell me what to do to let

aware of your drunken antics. Very well, let’s first talk about the cost of the 500 balloons I bought for you. Since I’ve bought those balloons especially for you, I have to increase the price

did you say? 500 balloons?” Sherri’s voice rose abruptly, and a sharp pain flushed

was rendered speechless. No wonder

to ask for 500 balloons last night? Could

said, but it was

stopped your before you blew up 500 balloons. Otherwise, you may have facial paralysis today. But it still surprised me that you actually blew up 250 balloons in total. Thanks to my

on Sherri to vent his anger, so he had forced Frank to buy the balloons, but unexpectedly, once Sherri saw the

balloons, and in the end, not only had she blown up 250 balloons, but he also had to tie up 250 balloons. His hands were now still a little shaky, and he had to hide his shaking hands in

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hardly believe that he had actually stayed up all night with her, tying up balloons until his

closed her eyes and took a bite of her

so generous, Miss Landor. Could I text you on WhatsApp? It’ll be easier for us to communicate and handle

didn’t want to have any

WhatsApp and saved Hackett’s number.

WhatsApp, Hackett didn’t tell her the price. Instead, he said with a smile, “Actually,

have something to say, say it. Don’t beat around the bush.” Sherri’s cheeks were so sour that

it a secret. I guarantee that what happened last night will only be a secret between you and me, and I will

even think of that. Change the terms,

someone who is short on money to you?”

even enough for him,

like water. Even a million dollars were nothing

threaten, “I recorded everything that happened last night, Miss

him apart like a wolf, but Hackett had got something on her, and she could only

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thought with guilt

you her contact information, whether she adds you as a friend on WhatsApp or not, it’s not

you. What if you deliberately do not let her pass my friend request