Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 317

The following morning, a man was dressed in a black T-shirt adorned with an intricate constellation design on the chest, paired with deep gray jeans and limited edition white cushion shoes. He added a black baseball cap casually to his ensemble.

Strolling toward the entrance of Sapphire City University, the man’s hands comfortably rested in his pockets. Upon arrival, he greeted the security guard with a nod of respect. The guard’s lips curved into a smile encountering a harbinger of wealth.

upon his presence as if

The man strolled, exuding a demeanor of casual nonchalance. His swiftness carried a relaxed, unhurried rhythm, suggesting a lack of urgency. Halting midway, he leaned against a roadside tree. With his back against the trunk, one foot rested against the tree, adopting an aura of unconventionality and roguish charm.

Amidst the university’s academic atmosphere, he was an anomaly as he could not blend in with his surroundings.

The charisma of an attractive and unique man had its way of drawing women’s attention. Two young ladies dressed in elegant attire could not resist gravitating toward the tree. One of them initiated a conversation, her voice laced with curiosity as she asked, “Excuse me, are you a student of Sapphire City University?”

The man did not lift his gaze as he maintained his posture. It was evident he harbored no inclination for dialogue.

He retrieved his phone from his pocket and typed a message while the other hand remained in his pocket.

His demeanor reflected disinterest and detachment, practically broadcasting the message, “Keep your distance,”

The girl next to her companion discerned his lack of interest in interaction. She gently tugged her friend’s sleeve and whispered. “Let’s move on. Shall we go to the library”

Nevertheless, captivated by the man’s enigmatic aura, the girl who initiated the conversation was not ready to give up. She gently urged her friend to pause. Mustering her most charming smile, she asked, “Can we get to know each other? I am in the Broadcasting Department. I’m often chosen to host the graduation ceremonies at Sapphire City University. L

The man found her persistent chatter rather bothersome. Ava Turner’s verbosity was bearable, but this girl’s words became a grating nuisance. Without lifting his gaze, he responded curtly, “What does it matter to me?”

The girl exhibited equal pride. Being enrolled at Sapphire City University was no small feat, and if she did not meet specific standards, approaching an apathetic individual like him would feel like lowering her standards.

Were it not for his striking appearance, she might not have taken an interest. Her pursuit of conquest surged, prompting a coquettish flick of her hair. She asked, “If you’re not attending Sapphire City University, which university do you attend?”

The girl’s companion found herself in an awkward position Why would her friend try to hit on such an aloof guy? Feeling uncomfortable, the companion nervously shuffled her feet on the ground.

The man stayed silent for a while. After a moment, a few words slipped from his lips as he said emotionlessly.

Homeschooled University.”

The two girls were locals from Sapphire City. They pondered for a while, racking their brains and almost resorting to searching online. The girl who had started the conversation tried to echo his words, and she muttered, “Homeschooled University. Is that a foreign university?”

The man’s focus remained on his phone, his silence unwavering. The messages he dispatched had yet to garner replies.

Ava to witness this scene. Frank was an attractive man. Otherwise, she would not have taken a fancy to him

normal for attractive people

this also meant that she

appeared that Ava might be slightly envious of the attention the man

his head. Turning to the two girls, he projected a frosty expression

and could not help but chuckle softly. Mentally, she awarded him a

and resumed her walk to the library. As she passed by, she covertly directed her gaze toward the tree.

he stood up to tidy his outfit. Then, he trailed behind her silently, his eyes focused on her retreating

destination-the library. Ava cast a sidelong glance and noticed the man had caught up with

be quite the heartthrob. Should I hang back so

handsome stranger and decided she needed an excuse to leave the couple alone. The situation had shifted; this guy

her friend, she confidently replied, “Not need. If others easily sway him, then i have misjudged him.

head high, radiating

with a smile, his gaze steady on

Many individuals were already seated, engrossed

the second floor, Ava and Alex sought out their desired books from the

she shifted her stance. Instead, she confidently

only a

did not exhibit surprise. He stood before Ava and inquired, “That

was intimate, and his breath gently brushed her face as he spoke. Her checks tingled, and the library’s stillness echoed

scene unfold from the corner of her eye, and she thought, “Oh dear, he is far too captivating. Ava

her toes curling slightly inside her

hand resting against the bookcase, Frank extended the other to the book Ava sought. Even though he had the book within his grasp, he lowered his head and asked. “This

guy is far too calculative. He even seems aware of Ava’s subjects for the

she confirmed, uttering. I want that book”

had consulted her professor about early graduation and how she could compress three

this timespan, she had to excel in character, participate in public service and group activities, adhere to regulations, score above 85 in her courses, accumulate sufficient credits, pass her thesis defense, and apply for early graduation. Her professor had outlined the steps, and she was

lifted his hand and handed her the desired book, a hint of skepticism flickering in his

her chest, Ava’s heart raced. She found a secluded spot and settled in.

a seat beside Ava, facing Frank.

her was buzzing with embarrassment. She tentatively addressed Ava, who sported a

of a restroom visit entirely in

had deliberately brought Alex to the library for some dedicated study time. In a gentle tone, she asked, “Aren’t

am. But I can’t focus. I can’t concentrate due to my pressing