Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Several days they had passed since the bidding conference, bringing them closer to the upcoming New Year

Since Natalie moved in with Sherri, they were inseparable, like two peas in a pod, practically joined at the hip. They followed a predictable routine between the hospital and residence, becoming a dynamic duo

After wrapping up their night shifts, they occasionally indulged in a midnight snack. They enjoyed cooking their meals at home the rest of the time, and Sherri had grown quite fond of Natalie’s culinary prowess.

As the New Year drew nearer, the hospital saw many patients coming in for check-ups. Many elderly individuals wished to undergo examinations before the new year. Consequently, the workload had substantially increased in the past few days, keeping them busier than ever.

On the other hand, Sherri found herself with more idle time. Despite the bustling nature of the obstetrics and gynecology department, birthing activities in the hospital followed seasonal patterns.

In Athana, the end of August marked the peak season for newborn arrivals, reaching an evident surge. The reason was crystal clear Babies born at the end of August would be able to start school in the same academic year, while those born after September would have to wait an extra year before their educational journey commenced.

This prompted many mothers to calculate their dates of conception meticulously.

Of course, some wealthy individuals conceived without much consideration. As they say. “Money can work miracles.”

As noon approached, when a young girl timidly entered the room, Sherri was calling out patient numbers. She glanced nervously and timidly at Sherri before turning around to close the door politely. She stole another glance at Sherri and then took a seat, lowering her head shyly.

Patients came in all shapes and sizes, Sherri had a hunch and patiently asked. “What seemed to be the problem?”

The girl kept her heal down, nervously clasping her fingers. L. my period is late.”

Sherri wasn’t surprised. After years of working in the outpatient department, she had learned to pick up on certain cues. “Normally, when did you expect your period each month?”

The girl still dared not lift her gaze, whispering. “The 6th.”

Sherri heard her, despite the faintness of her voice. “Go get a urine test done. Bring me the results in half an hour.”

The girl remained meek, never daring to raise her head throughout the interaction. “Okay”

Watching the girl’s retreating figure. Sherri couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. Yet another girl who had neglected to take precautions. How could they lack the foresight to protect themselves?

a doctor, Sherri did not advocate for abortions. Even when patients required the procedure, she always sought the

ached at the thought. After all, it was a fragile, precious life

their lunch

morning. I suspect she didn’t take any precautions and ended up getting pregnant. I gave her a urine test order, but she never returned, even after I finished my shift. I’m afraid she might have gone

Natalie seemed to realize something, her expression hinting at panic.

eyes. “Are you serious? It’s the 12th today…” She abruptly trailed off. realizing the

were similar. Natalie’s was on

desperately hoped that luck wouldn’t

help but flutter with

sudden rush of panic. She glanced around the cafeteria at the people eating their meals and whispered, “Natalie, I think

highly unlikely. Let’s not jump to

a pang of guilt, unable to argue further.

momentary silence, unsure

to the pharmacy after work and get two pregnancy tests? We can take the tests tomorro morning

both struggled to maintain focus throughout the rest of

Meanwhile….

the CEO’s office of the Wilson Group, Jim walked in, holding a stack of documents neatly tucked

open, he placed the documents on the man’s desk and discussed the contents. “Mr. Wilson, I love completed the investigation you requested.”

soon as his voice filled the room, the man’s face turned cold. These past few days, he was surrounded by an aura that

on the verge of inscribing the words

the staff in the secretary’s office forced to hold their breath, but even the members of the Marketing department and the Planning department felt the tension

cold, pale, slender fingers, he retrieved the documents from the desk. With a piercing gaze, he skimmed through them briefly, then narrowed his upturned eyes and inquired. “Is the

Wilson, the chef, is registered as a resident of Sapphire City. His motive for applying to the Grand Manor in Athana was to pursue opportunities in the capital. The profile is concise, but it

have conducted a thorough screening process when recruiting

Mr. Roberts background, he likely found it easier to inquire about specific individuals.

didn’t approach Mr. Roberts for this inquiry. Jim Hawk

flip through the documents, reaching the second page that contained information about the two servants in the mansion, including their backgrounds. From the records, both servants were born and raised in Athana and had never left the city. His gaze

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