Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 53

Halfway through the meal, the private room door swung open,

In walked a joyous Hackett Blackwell with a bottle of wine. “Why didn’t you tell me you are back, Edward? Look, I’ve brought you wine, bro. How’s that for a good friend, huh?”

He then placed a bottle of wine worth 140,000 dollars on the table.

Hackett pulled over a stool and opened the wine to have a drink with Edward Landor.

Meanwhule. Edward placed the peeled prawns on the lazy Susan and turned it to Natalie. Then he slowly removed his disposal plastic gloves.

Hackett was surprised to see Natalie and blurted, “Nat-” Then he realized she was Trevon Wilson’s secret wife. “Oh. Miss Foster, I didn’t expect to see you here.” he said awkwardly.

On the contrary, Natalie was not surprised to see him. “Hmm, do you need some cutlery, Mr. Blackwell?” she asked. Hackett and Trevon were in the same social circle, after all

On the other hand, Edward was curious how Natalie knew Hacken in the first place. “You two know each other?” he said.

They did not share the same social circles to his knowledge

Did he miss something in the past three years while overseas? Edward wondered.

Edward then turned his gaze to his sister, Sherri: he looked at her intently

Sherri was shocked by her brother’s stare, She was speechless, not knowing whether to continue with her meal or stop eating altogether.

Sherri quickly cleared her throat. “Ahem, well, we met Mr. Blackwell by chance. Yes, by chance. Mr. Blackwell, isn’t that right?” she fumbled, trying to explain

Then she lowered her eyes, trying to keep a low profile. She glared at Hackett from the corner of her eyes, signaling that he would die a painful death if he did not keep his mouth shut.

Hackert kept his eyes glued to the food in front of Natalie. Was Edward cuckolded? he wondered.

Natalie quickly shared half of her food with Sherri.

Edward had given her so much food that she could not finish alone.

that a juicy gossip just landed on his lap. He had to hurry back to his

Hackett. “I have a prior engagement. We shall meet again soon, Mr. Landor. Keep the wine for now”

did not stop Hackett from leaving. Today’s gathering was with his friends; he

bugger! Don’t mix with such

me, how did you meet him?” Edward hounded her

Hackett returned to the other private room hurriedly. He saw Mia Blackwell pouring a glass of wine for Trevon Wilson while drinking like a

leaned against Trevon

than an inch away from each other up

his absence. He had only stepped out

eyebrows and shrugged. “How would

was dying to share the juicy

Frank heard the ping but he did not care or

impatient and reminded him there was a text notification.

know,” Frank replied coldly.

he had no intention of reading the message.

deep breath. “See if there’s anything

to read the message. The latter had no choice but to look

Edward and Sherri Landor next door-no big deal. But Edward served her like a queen. Don’t look like a casual relationship

Natalie cheated on each other. Wow! What a pair!

meal and were

luggage while Natalie had an armful of

the door and bumped into a group

his gaze on the long black down jacket

behind him before greeting Edward. “Hey, Mr. Landor. Are you about to

a coincidence that you’re here too.”

saw Natalie lowering her head. She would not have come here for dinner if she had known earlier. What kind of social faux pas was this? Trevon Wilson’s secret

with Trevon, Sherri quietly bumped Natalie’s

question marks all over her face.

her chin toward Trevon and

woman in a red down jacket leaning against him; her face was red from drinking. Hackett supported her along. fearing she

hard in the past few days,