Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 144

Unaware of her daughter’s identity being revealed, Sherri was currently having pizza with Natalie. They had not gone out together for a long time after coming back, and even on Sundays when they went out, they had to bring their children. This was the first time they left the children at home and went on a date as best friends.

As they savored the long–awaited taste, Sherri’s mood was filled with delight, her face expressing satisfaction. This is so good“*

The corners of Natalie’s lips curled up and picked up a slice of pizza that Sherri liked for her. “With the way you’re eating. the waiters will think it’s your first time having pizza in the city.”

Sherri did not think it was embarrassing at all and continued to eat heartily. “I’m not a lady. Why should I pretend to be one? As long as you like me, it’s enough.”

Natalie took another slice of pizza for herself and dipped it in the hot sauce. “You’ve already succeeded in making people misunderstand our relationship.” After saying that, she subtly motioned for Sherri to look at the couple who had just passed by and kept glancing back at them.

Sherri burst into laughter. “Our love has been witnessed.” After saying that, she even blew a kiss in the air towards Natalie, right in front of the passing couple..

This further increased the misunderstanding. They did not feel embarrassed at all but rather made the couple who was watching them feel embarrassed. The two women were shamelessly displaying their affection in a more exaggerated

manner.

As long as they were not embarrassed, it was others who would feel awkward. As long as they were thick–skinned enough, they would live with confidence.

Both of their attention was focused on the couple who had just passed by. They enjoyed the situation. Suddenly, a mant wearing a mask sat down next to them, startling Sherri to the point where she almost jumped up.

They both looked at the man wearing a black mask with vigilance. The man was dressed in a beige coat, a shirt underneath. and wore a cap. The entire outfit covered him completely, giving off a sense of a celebrity avoiding the paparazzi.

Natalie and Sherri wore the same expression as they looked at the unexpected guest. Since the man sat next to Sherri, she spoke first, with a slightly displeased expression on her face. “Who are you? Why are you sitting with us?”

When the man heard her voice, he took off his hat and mask. Once the others saw his face, their expressions turned to surprise, and they both said at the same time, “Hackett?” Their voices suddenly rose, attracting quite a bit of attention. Hackett, with an embarrassed smile, took off his hat and greeted them. “Hey, Mrs. Wilson.”

Natalie corrected his address to her once again. “Mr. Blackwell, change how you address me. Call me by my name. No need for formality. Besides, you are older than me.”

Sherri got annoyed and slapped the back of Hackett’s head. “Are you crazy? Coming to a pizza hub as if you’re a celebrity. Go away, don’t ruin our mood for pizzas.”

The way Hackett looked at Sherri today was a little different. He turned around to carefully observe her and found that the child indeed resembled her to some extent, especially the mouth and the gaze. He had never observed this woman carefully before, but now he found her to have a good figure and a pretty face. No wonder his mother liked her so much and desperately wanted them to be together.

It was just that she lacked femininity and was fierce.

he got lost in his thoughts. Sherri and

direct gaze and slapped him on the back of his head again with force. “What are you staring at? I know I’m good–looking, but it’s not for

slapped, Hackett regained his senses and turned to Sherri. “You think you’re a sculpture, charging for people to look at you?

slap hum again, but this time, Hackett directly grabbed her wrist. The warmth of his palm transferred to her wrist, causing a shiver to run through her. She stared at him with

Wilson Natalie, add one for me as well. The meal is on

an additional tableware set, Natalie

asked you to pay? I have money. I don’t need the little money

calmly replied, “Miss Sherri, but I need to have this meal with you more

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second. This guy was crazy. She glanced at Natalie, indicating that Hackett was insane. She found

glances and prepared

on either.

his coat, and placed it on the seat. Sherri, feeling annoyed, stepped on the lining of his coat, leaving a dark mark that looked particularly conspicuous. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she quickly covered the coat

actions from her best friend, Natalie said. “I suspect he likes you and came here to

with a slightly smug expression. “Do I look like someone

that

with just a single meal,

handle spicy food, so he brought back powdered cheese for

with a plan in her mind. “Oh. Mr. Blackwell. how can you come to Thriving Pizza Hub

opposite, Natalie watched the two bickering in amusement and had an inexplicable urge to laugh. A thought

and saw that Sherri had already added two drops of hot sauce. Instantly, the pizza on his plate shimmered with a reddish glow of oil. He unconsciously gulped, but he held back when he thought of his father’s

knew he could not handle that level of spiciness. This hot sauce was extremely spicy. and normally she and Natalie could only add a tiny drop. But she had added two drops for

of her the entire time. It seemed obvious that Hackett disliked the hot sauce on his pizza. but she also wanted to see how he would handle

urge him, adopting a warm and polite tone as if he were a guest in her home. “Mr. Blackwell, why aren’t you eating? If you don’t like it, there’s no need to force yourself Just get up and leave.” It was a clear threat. He could either eat

with the hot

Blackwell, the heir of the Blackwell family in Athana. With a resigned look on his face, he picked up a bit of spinach on the pizza, dipped it in the sauce, and put

could not bear to watch, her eyebrows furrowed in sympathy, and she asked, “Is it good?” She noticed that Hackett did not chew much before swallowing This level of spiciness was difficult

day. Revenge is a dish best served cold” With great difficulty, he forced a smile, and against his will, he said. “It’s

like it, then you could eat more. There’s no need to be polite to eat less” After all, Hackett was paying the bill However, she did not

that this guy could not handle spicy food. Seeing him in such a state made