Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 63

Meanwhile, in a suite at the Grand Manor Hotel.

A woman in a low-cut red strapless dress stood before the mirror while fiddling with it. The hem of the dress only reached below her hips. A slightly exaggerated movement would reveal what was underneath.

“Miss Blackwell, you have such a good figure! It’s a dancer’s figure, for sure. It’s the show’s honor to have invited you as a judge,” her brown-noser assistant praised her.

Mia Blackwell smiled in satisfaction; she said coquettishly, “Don’t embarrass me with such praises in public. There are better dancers than me. I’m just helping out. I’m happy to contribute to the show.”

The assistant continued to sing praises. “Miss Blackwell, I think you are the prettiest woman in the entire show.”

Mia signaled her assistant to bring over the perfume from the washbasin. The assistant handed her the perfume and continued, “You look so beautiful in that dress, Miss Blackwell. Do you have a date tonight?”

Mia could not hold back her excitement and smiled. “Yes, I’m waiting for someone I like. You can leave after you’re done packing. There’s no need for you to stay behind.”

The assistant nodded, “Okay, okay, I understand. Don’t worry; I won’t disturb you, Miss Blackwell” She covered her mouth to hide

her reaction.

“What are you thinking about? We, uh, we’re just discussing a collaboration. Don’t overthink,” Mia tied to explain.

No one would believe you if you dressed like this. The assistant thought.

“All right, then. I’ll take my leave now, Miss Blackwell.”

Mia’s cell phone rang after her assistant left. It was her father. “Dad, don’t worry. I won’t mess it up, I’m confident. Stop worrying!”

After hanging up, Mia looked assured.

Meanwhile, a black Maybach glided in and stopped at the entrance of the Grand Manor Hotel.

Mindful of the snowy road, Jim Hawk drove slowly with care, so the car would not skid.

Jum stopped the car and turned to ask Trevon Wilson in the backseat, “Are you sure you don’t need me to accompany you, Mr.

Wilson?”

Trevon replied coldly, “No need.”

Jim was concerned. Trevon rarely attended negotiations alone. However, Mia’s father, Michael Sullivan, requested that be attend the meeting by himself. His reason being he feared that someone might interfere at the meeting.

The project was massive, and many parties wanted a piece of the pic, knowing they would benefit from the bid even if they did not win it. They would have more say if they won the bid, It would be icing on the cake. Many interested wanted to contact Michael Sullivan to buy the land for a speaking right. Therefore, Michael’s request was reasonable.

was not the whole truth.

remained concerned. “Mr. Wilson, I’ll go up with you. I

“Okay,” Trevon relented.

Jim stood beside Trevon and knocked on

there was no one. Jim poked his head in and looked around

The door switch was controlled remotely by

meant there was

closed automatically,

what is this all about?” The room was empty, and there was not a

later, there was still

think Michael Sullivan had the

shoes and tiptoed behind the sofa. She suddenly wrapped her arms around Trevon’s neck and apologized gently, “There you are, Trevon. You’re so hard to get. Please don’t push me away. I miss you so much and must resort to this way to ask you out. Don’t be angry,

not react. “Let go of me,” he snapped.

let go. She tried to kiss Trevon’s neck and cheeks, but he

said slowly, “If you don’t want to lose

man anymore. Don’t challenge my

not angry. She stared at Trevon before her and smiled, reluctantly

Trevon too well; she could not push her luck. Trevon was clearly impatient and irritated.

and sat opposite Trevon. She behaved

a cigarette and lit it. He blew the smoke rings at Mia’s face. She frowned and was

he said

that I’ll help you get what

the cigarette ash between his fingers and said leisurely, “No, I can’t give you what you

Trevon knew what Mia wanted. He knew

can’t you give me what I want? Are you still brooding over the past? I admit I was insensible then when you insisted on joining the army. In addition, my father

up after finishing his cigarette and tidied his suit. He turned to Mia and said, “I don’t want it if you trade for the

that he would leave. She quickly hugged Trevon’s broad and firm waist to stop him. “I really love you,

Then he pried open her fingers forcefully and threw her

of the room.

indignant lying on the sofa;

the door, Jim saw his boss storming

obviously furious. “Call Michael Sullivan and tell him that he missed his last chance. He’s on his own from now

sir.” Jim knew fully well what Trevon meant by last

Adare Manor moments after

relationship, Natalie was

to say

first time