Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

On the highest floor, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a well-ironed suit was sitting in his office, typing on the computer. His slender fingers were typing non-stop, and he was in a good mood.

He was as refined and noble as ever.

His deep eyes were fixed on the documents on the computer, and then he replied to the emails.

Another man was sitting opposite the desk. He was also wearing a suit, except the color was dark gray.

The man in the dark-grey sunt broke the silence and asked curiously. “Why didn’t you drive your sports car of

commemorative version today? Didnt you miss her anymore? Why didn’t you drive it?”

Kyle would chat casually with Edward like this when no one else was around. Recently, Edward had an obsessiveness. Natalie had driven his sports car, so he had been driving it as if he was missing her.

It was not like Edward had only one car Why did Edward have to drive this one all the time?

Kyle could only think of one reason. This car reminded Edward of Natalie.

Hearing this. Edward pushed up his glasses naturally and stopped what he was doing. He glanced at Kyle across the desk and

answered. “It’s wrecked”

words were clear

been knocked off. Edward did not want to repair

as a farewell to the

narrowed his eyes. The surprised expression on his face could not be hidden. “Wrecked? Did you go racing

did not look like he

the keyboard reverberated in

was once again simple.

Kyle did not ask further. Instead, he asked, “When I passed by the finance department before I came here, the finance manager wanted to ask what the sum of the 176,000 dollars was for. Frank Roberts transferred the money to you. Is it the fee for the

Landor Group transferring money to the Roberts Group. Why did the Roberts Group do it first after signing

something that Kyle did not understand

It was strange.

So strange.

to see Frank yesterday. His sister wrecked my car. This

Frank.”

on one hand and pondered. He asked, “So

that person?”