Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 151

“Listen, you better not believe for a second that I won’t lay a linger on you. You think I’d let you get away with spouting such nonsense? Sherri felt the hollowness of her words as she spoke.

The Landor family was now caught in a comical chase, a scene straight out of a slapstick comedy.

With a stick in hand, Juana chased after Sherri, who frantically lifted her skirt and darted around the living room. Juana swung the stick fiercely, desperately trying to land a stack on Sherri’s backside. Sherri swiftly leaped onto the sofa, narrowly escaping the imminent strike Juana stood there, her arms crossed, seething with anger. “Sherri, have you no respect’ Do you think you can fool your mother? Please don’t underestimate me! I’ll teach you a lesson!”

The burning fury within Juana intensified her accusations. “Every day. I pour my heart and soul into caring for your child, and how do you repay me By playing your foolish games, treating me like a circus act! I always wondered why Ruby didn’t resemble Natalie, and now it’s clear It’s because she’s your flesh and blood! Sherri, you’ve truly mastered the art of manipulation, setting traps for your mother!

Sherri, fully aware of her wrongdoing, knew she couldn’t stand her ground. She mustered the courage to address Juana, though her confidence wavered Juana, can we please have a civilized discussion? I need to explain myself. Chasing me around for half an hour won’t resolve anything Let’s put an end to this endless cycle of hostility. Ruby is watching us, after

all

Juana took a moment to catch her breath, the half-hour pursuit leaving her slightly winded. Her gaze flickered toward Ruby, who watched the scene unfold with unwavering attention.

Softening her tone, Juana uncrossed her arms and approached the sofa. With a tired sigh, she discarded the stick, extending a pointed finger toward Sherri. “Come here and sit on the sofa. Let’s have a proper conversation about your extraordinary abilities”

Sherri hesitated briefly before cautiously taking a seat across from Juana, keeping a safe distance between them. She trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on Juana, aware that a wrong word might result in another outburst. Straightening her disheveled skirt, she initiated the discussion Tve said it before. You can’t resort to violence anymore.”

Still catching her breath and on the verge of scolding, Juana was interrupted when Ruby suddenly ran over and nestled. beside her Ruby’s your was sweet and innocent as she spoke “Grandma, hold me.”

Without hesitation. Juana lifted Ruby onto her lap, carefully studying the child’s features once again. While there were some resemblances to Sherri in the eyes and mouth, the rest of Ruby’s appearance was unique.

Juana spent little time getting to the heart of the matter. “Ruby doesn’t look like you. Who’s her father?”

The matriarch believed a child resembling their father was a special blessing, and Ruby’s features spoke volumes. It seemed that the child’s father was an attractive man as well.

Sherri couldn’t help but think. “Well, there it is. The first thing Juana asks after discovering is about the father’s identity as if it’s a soul-searching inquiry before even discussing how it all happened”

Sherri had contemplated whether to deceive Juana when the question eventually arose. But after careful consideration, she had decided that the truth couldn’t be concealed Hackett already knew the truth, and it was only a matter of time before Juana discovered who Ruby’s father was. The secret couldn’t be kept forever.

the truth from Juana, she knew all too well that she would eventually

her gaze, her voice barely

an eerie silence, seemingly frozen in the living room. Juana was left speechless, a whirlwind of emotions

mix of surprise, delight, and confusion

her composure and inquired with disbelief. “You didn’t even like Hackett when you went on that blind date two years ago. How did things… end up

the unnecessary details, but let

had no time for digressions and wanted the straightforward truth. “Get

I want to clarify that we didn’t willingly attend the event. They used Natalie’s late mother’s belongings as leverage, threatening to destroy them if Natalie refused to go. Concerned for her safety. I went

her knowledge of the Foster family. Juana held nothing but contempt for their actions. She had little regard for those who lacked moral boundaries, especially individuals involved in extramarital affairs. Her sympathy lay with

of reclaiming Natalie’s late mother’s

either Neglecting his daughter whale favoring the child born from an affair was both perplexing and infuriating to her. She couldn’t fathom the rationale behind has choices and

Nympho, was, in fact, Harry’s biological daughter. She had mentally berated

but because she was a conservative woman. She believed that having a child without being engaged wasn’t socially acceptable

Hackett’s number instead of Edward’s. It was a twist of fate that rendered any explanation futile. “Juana, that’s not the crux of the matter The important thing is that Ruby

sour when they couldn’t stand each other? “Wait a moment. Are you telling me

her mind, not even in

Yet, Joy had explicitly mentioned their relationship What was

Hackett were in a relationship? Juana, who told you that Hackett and I were together? We have never

moment, trying to comprehend the situation. What were young people up to

why would he say that? Was he pursuing you before or after he found out about the child? Juana’s concern grew, hoping that Hackett’s intentions were genuine and not solely driven

reflect, realizing that Hackett wasn’t aware of Ruby being his daughter when he began sending her flowers. Then, with a touch of certainty, she replied, “He learned

“He’s aware”

her realization sinking in. So, she was the only one

to be on the same

responded truthfully, “No, he doesn’t know Only Edward is aware,

She had already developed a deep attachment to her. Discovering that Ruby had

Sherri a sharp look, her eyes filled with discontent and frustration. “Call Edward. He’s been away

a single phone call”