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.

it was not the

go up

“Okay,” Trevon relented.

Jim stood beside Trevon and knocked on the

door opened after a while, but there was no one. Jim poked his head in and looked

VIP luxury suites. The door switch was controlled remotely by

meant there was someone

door closed automatically, leaving Jim outside

sat on a sofa, and called out, “Mr. Sullivan, what is this all about?” The room was empty, and

later, there was still

think Michael Sullivan had

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

in her arms did not react. “Let go

did not let go. She tried to kiss Trevon’s neck and cheeks, but he quickly dodged her.

to explode. He closed them and said slowly,

man anymore. Don’t challenge my limits,” Trevon warned.

Trevon before her and smiled, reluctantly letting go

not push her luck. Trevon was clearly impatient and irritated. If

opposite Trevon. She behaved herself and swayed her legs before him, “Can we talk?”

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

a few puffs, he said unhurriedly, “Where’s the

give it to you later. I promise that I’ll help you get what you want. That piece of land will go to you; can

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

what Mia wanted. He knew it since the first time he saw

the past? I admit I was insensible then when you insisted on joining the army. In addition, my father forced me to go overseas. You know

finishing his cigarette and tidied his suit. He turned to Mia and said, “I don’t

firm waist to stop him. “I really love you, Trevon. Forgive me. Let’s start over again, okay? Don’t leave!”

open her fingers

of the room.

the sofa; her eyes filled with malice.

storming out and quickly put an overcoat on

a sinister look on his face; he was obviously furious. “Call Michael Sullivan and tell him that he missed his last

well what Trevon meant

to Adare Manor moments after Natalie

the two had a physical relationship, Natalie was embarrassed

a lie to say

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