Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at Grand Manor. The Porsche parked steadily in front of the gate of the hotel.

Frank turned off the engine and pulled out the key. He opened the car door, then hung the car key on his finger and swung it. His series of actions were smooth and handsome.

Rose was wearing slippers and pajamas as she followed Frank into the hotel with her hands in her pockets. She did not feel that it was strange for her to be dressed like this. Even though the scene was a little awkward, she didn’t feel awkward at all and fully lived herself.

The receptionists at the front desk had never seen Rose before. They only greeted Frank politely, “Mr. Roberts.”

Frank’s sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a few people whispering. He did not need to guess to know what they were discussing. It was inevitable that he would be misunderstood when he came to the hotel with a girl in pajamas in the middle of the night. He walked straight to the front desk “That’s my sister, if she comes in the future, just give her a room directly.”

After Frank finished speaking, the few people who had been whispering said in embarrassment hurriedly, “Mr. Roberts, I understand. Hello, Miss Roberts.”

Rose did not care about other people’s opinions. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to live. Caring about others’ opinions was not the way of comfortable living. She introduced herself openly. “Hello. I’m Rose Roberts.”

“Hi… hello”

Rose had a sudden idea. With her tongue curled, she turned around and asked Frank coquettishly, “Frank, am I staying in your exclusive room or another room? Do you want to sleep with me?”

Her words made the receptionist’s hair stand on end. She shivered and wondered if the two of them were really biological siblings. After all, Rose’s tone… and the way she called his name….

Frank glared at his sister, who had gone crazy and was being a drama queen. “What do you think? Straighten your tongue and talk normally”

Frank had his own exclusive room. After saying what he needed to say, he went to his private elevator. Rose followed him in a good mood.

She kept twisting her waist as she walked, trying to look as sexy and enchanting as possible.

The security guard and the receptionist couldn’t help but let their imagination run wild….

After the elevator door closed. Frank pressed the button for the 38th floor. He smiled and his voice sounded in the closed. elevator. “Was it fun?”

Rose no longer had the sexy look she had before entering the elevator. She shrugged and leaned against the elevator wall with her arms crossed. She smiled and answered, “It’s alright. You don’t have a girlfriend. Why were you in a hurry to explain yourself?”

Frank remained silent until the elevator door opened and strode out. The two of them parted ways as if they were strangers and went to their respective rooms.

Rose stood at the door and rang the doorbell. After a few seconds, the door opened. It was Ava. “Rose, you’re here.”

Rose shouted at Frank, who had yet to enter the room he was going to, deliberately. “Ava, your pajamas are so beautiful. They’re cute and lovely. It makes one’s imagination run wild.”

Ava was taken aback. She lowered his head and looked at her conservative pajamas. There was nothing wrong with them. They were very ordinary.

anyone’s imagination run wild because of them?

the door, but Rose’s slender hand pressed her head back into the

she saw, and she asked, “Don’t tell me you came in this outfit.”

your pajama party? Wouldn’t

gave her a thumbs up in unison, and in an instant, Rose found three thumbs shaking in her

at the same time. “Oh, don’t care about

She was both tired and hungry. She grabbed a skewer and

“Hackett suggested it,

perfect. Natalie, I admire you for taming a beast. Impressive.

also picked up a bottle of cider and opened it. She took a sip and smiled happily. “Would you believe me if I

you, not us. He loves you,

was beside her,

echoed, “Me too.”

door and rang the doorbell for a minute, but the door still did not open. He called Hackett

Hackett seemed to be very busy. “I’m in the toilet. Wait.”

later, the door opened. It was Trevon. He was wearing dark blue pajamas and said meaningfully to Frank, “What’s going on? Why are you

before, Frank would definitely be at Lithern Club at this time of the night. He would never be here at Grand Manor. It

rack. He poured

to tell Rose the truth? Maybe if you tell her, you

of the wine. He put it back on the bar counter to leave it to decant some more.

his legs were a little numb. He was walking a little strangely and had to hold onto the door frame as he came

the bar counter in the same lazy posture. Both of them had a glass of red wine in their right hands as they looked at Hackett at the same time. Trevon had a smile on his lips, but he did not say

“Those who know would understand that you were in the toilet pooping, but those who don’t know better might think that you were giving birth to

What nonsense are

time and added. Just the time for a game of League of Legends. 38 minutes and 4

look. Then, they raised their glasses and clinked them before raising their

to the bar counter and poured himself a glass of wine too. Frank, who was beside

wash my hands or not? Why don’t you take a sniff and see

few steps back subconsciously to distance themselves

make it sound as if you don’t take a shit,

how he had been constipating after staying in Grand Manor for the past few days, even though his stomach had always been quite good, Hackett turned to ask Frank, “Are you using low-quality oil to save money? Why

glass of wine slowly and said, “Don’t blame the Earth for not having enough gravity

and pressed it against the tip of his nose to hold back his laughter. He raised an

to ask for Rose’s help. Tm not getting Rose. Im getting Ava to help me

hand paused in mid-air for a second before returning to normal. However, Trevon saw his hesitation clearly. Ele smiled and did not comment

great locksmith for

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