Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 57

The banquet finally ended.

Natalie realized something was amiss when she felt weird. Waves of uncontrollable heat surged in her body; even her breath was hot. She could feel the cells crawling in her body.

As a doctor, she knew it was not because of the warm room temperature in the villa. She was a victim of some wicked deed.

Once again, the Foster family opened Natalie’s eyes. They used the banquet to set her up, including the elderly guests and children at her table. They had literally spiked everyone’s drink!

Tonight’s guests were from wealthy, prominent families of immeasurable status. The Foster farnily could not afford to offend any of them.

Harry Foster was freaking crazy! He must have determined to squander away his late father’s inheritance before he called it quits.

Natalie turned around and saw Sherri holding onto the table for support; the latter’s face was even redder. Natalie realized what had happened. Then she saw Max’s lustful stare..

Without a doubt, the son-of-a-gun was doped as well.

Natalie blamed herself for letting down her guard and underestimating the Foster family.

She pushed Sherri to call for help. “Call Edward now, Hurry! We have been doped!” She could feel the hot breath she exhaled.

Sherri shook her head to keep herself awake. Then she took out her cell phone and saw double on the screen. Sherri shook her head again and narrowed her eyes to look for the number. Before she could see it clearly, she dialed a voice call. She stumbled to a corner and said weakly. “Brother, come get me immediately. Someone doped Natalie and me at the Foster family’s banquet. Sherri muttered, unable to control her tongue to speak clearly. However, the person on the other end could only comprehend her vaguely.

“The Foster family” and “Natalie was doped” were the few keywords that registered clearly.

Hmm, Natalie. Could it be Trevon’s secret wife, Natalie? She was Sherri Landor’s best friend.

OMG! They were finished!

Hackett Blackwell contemplated briefly after hanging up the voice call. He glanced at Frank Roberts without a word before quickly dialing for Trevon Wilson. “Hurry up and go to the Foster family this minute! Natalie has been doped!”

Frank spring from his seat when he heard that and picked up his jacket immediately. He was prepared to leave with Hackett.

if she stayed on. She decided to give up her mother’s belongings and left with Sherri

harm’s way. The latter was determined to

not allow anything terrible to happen

longer. I haven’t seen you for a long time; let’s catch up, shall

bottom line. All of you have

slammed shut

even more irritable. Her consciousness was also gradually weakening. She used her nails to stab her palm hard, trying to stay awake.

Sherri on a sofa in the living room. Then she turned around and stared at Herry Foster hatefully. She said with faint anticipation, “Are you not going to let her go? Think about it carefully. This is the daughter of the Landor family. If anything happens to her in your home tonight, the Foster Group’s stock will probably go south tomorrow.” Natalie hoped

bankrupt him for sure. He mistrusted Elena and did not expect Emily to dope the entire table. Harry was a little disconcerted by the outcome. He had painstakingly invited the prestigious guests to tonight’s banquet in the hope that they might be helpful in

cell phone rang.

trembled when he saw the caller

quivered. “Hi, Mr.

anything happens to my

few seconds later, Harry’s cell phone rang again. “Hello,

came through. “Are you fucking sick, Harry Foster? How dare you drug my wife? Just you wait. We won’t be working together again in the future!”

at Emily while cold sweat beaded on

clamored and drilled into her tissues.

didn’t drug you, Natalie. I won’t use the banquet as a bargaining chip to deal with you,” he denied. “We can send Miss Landor

How laughable! Oh, by the way. I’m married. My assets belong to my husband and

Harry’s forehead bulged, and his

went dry, and he drank lots of alcohol and drinks. Therefore, he was now the drunkest

Max had other things

over to hug Natalie, but the latter

who was still quietly unconscious. He shook his head and pinched his arm. Natalie’s kick landed him

the person she hired would spike so many people’s drinks. This matter had gone out of hand, and her heart pounded like

soldier on failure was not an option. She leaned close to her mother and whispered. She pleaded and wanted to pull her

this point. The next best thing was to leave the living room for Max to complete his task.

happened today. If you let her go unharmed, she won’t sign

eyes with Natalie, who stared back with hatred despite being doped. He made and went along with his