Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 330

At the Deepwater Bay villa, the phone in the living room kept ringing. After ringing for a long time, the phone awoke the people upstairs.

Frank’s home landline was specially designed. The phone downstairs was linked to the one upstairs. If the number of calls downstairs exceeded 10, the extension upstairs would ring.

The tireless phone rang in the quiet morning, annoying the occupant. One would want to hang up immediately.

Ava opened her sleepy eyes and squinted. She propped herself up to look for the source of the sound and finally saw the culprit on a table on her right.

The back of her hand rubbed her eyes which had yet to open. She leaned to the right and picked up the phone that was ringing. She said softly, “Hello”

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After waiting a long time. Ava did not hear the other party’s voice on the other end of the phone. She frowned and looked at the phone in her hand.

“Did that person dial the wrong number?” she wondered.

Just as she was about to put it down to go back to sleep, a questioning voice sounded, “Are you staying with him?”

Ava was confused.

Most of her fatigue disappeared after hearing the female voice.

Ava said in a hoarse voice. “Are you looking for Frank?”

Ava phrased her question carefully, thinking the other party might have been Frank’s female friend. She always liked to think positively.

“Did you sleep together last night?” the other party asked again.

That sobered Ava, and she was wide awake by then. She gazed into the distance at the green hat on the suitcase and said, “You’re the woman from last night.”

Ava was sure of it.

The other party did not answer her. Instead, she asked again as if she was a legitimate wife questioning a mistress. “You were the one who asked him to fire me. You’re not worthy of him. What he needs is a woman who can help him share his burden. You’re a gullible woman who only knows how to throw tantrums. He can do nothing but to coax you. Sooner or later, he’ll get tired of you.”

She dared to say that Ava only knew how to throw a tantrum! She wasn’t a prima donna, okay? She was a graduate student in school and had a degree. She retorted. “Auntie, my name is Ava. It’s rude to accuse others. Don’t use your subjective consciousness to define my personality and the kind of person I am. We don’t seem to know each other at all. You’re not my mother. You don’t know me. Secondly, you’re not Frank’s mother. You don’t have the right to be a matchmaker. Only Frank. would know if I’m suitable. Besides, even if I throw a tantrum, he’s the one who’s willing to coax me. What does it have to do with you? You can ask him if he’s willing to coax me.”

For the first time in her life, Ava was angered. After saying this, she heaved a sigh of relief, but her chest was still heavy. Her mood that morning was completely ruined.

The person on the other end was speechless by the young lady’s words. Firstly, she had no status. Her mood had fallen to rock bottom because she had been notified of her dismissal in the morning. She could not care less and only wanted to clarify. After all, she had a crush on him for many years.

Unexpectedly, the woman on the other end of the phone said. “You guys won’t last long. He won’t always like a young lady like you

this to herself or Ava to numb herself.

someone like me. won’t like someone like you. I can guarantee that. If you don’t believe me,

he

anything more, Ava continued to make her stand clear. “Auntie, it’s not that no one wants me. If Frank told me today

It was Frank who came to Sapphire City to pursue her. It

was ridiculous. Ava casually threw the phone on the blanket

girl was so focused on quarreling that she did not notice Frank leaning against the door for a few minutes. She was quite angry

approached the bed, and sat down

down the blanket with force. Ava’s dyed hair was exposed. Her hair was of good quality; it was soft and silky even without being treated. Frank

hands and looked at Frank, who was dressed neatly. All of a sudden, she was no longer angry. Why couldn’t she be angry? In the end, she changed the topic. I’ve been

with an aggrieved expression and pouted. Didn’t that Auntie say that Frank didn’t want to coax her? She would pretend to be angry and see if he would do

heard you,” Frank said as he adjusted her blanket

frowned slightly in dissatisfaction. She turned solemn as she thought, “Is that it? Aren’t you

disappointment on her lace and immediately said. “Get up.

Ava asked. She was confused and not satisfied with his answer. She was a little disappointed

were sparked. She was looking forward to

avenge

doesn’t seem realistic”

belore

pat her head and said, “I’ll go out first.” Before Ava could answer, Frank

out of bed barefoot. She opened her suitcase and realized she had only one set of clothes.

had bought it for her. It was a feminine white dress made of lace. The hem of the dress reached below

because she knew Frank would not come in.

changing her clothes, she went to the bathroom to wash up and put on some makeup. After thinking about it, she decided not to tie her hair into a ponytail. Instead, she braided her hair into a fishbone style and casually scratched the flat han on the top of her head. Instantly, her

seconds and was

into a suitcase in a hurry. The jewelry box

She also chose a pair of transparent pearl earrings and put them on. She also took a white

dressed, she opened the door and went out. She saw Frank leaning casually against the door frame. There was no anxiety on his face. Instead, he looked

anything. He only stared at her and sized her up from head to toe several times. Within minutes,

She lowered her eyes to look at her clothes and thought there was no problem. Wasn’t she

straightened his body before saying, ‘Ahem, you

she good-looking? Frank was mesmerized and lost in his thoughts.

treasure. Frank did not know where to place his hand. He wanted to wrap it around her neck but realized her hair was beautifully woven. Afraid that

What do you want to

hand. Her body unintentionally pressed against his arm. A