Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

The house where Leia lived was still inside. It had to pass through Stella's villa.

There was no need to go through the west gate, but Leia was used to entering through this gate. Mona also entered from the south gate when she brought her in on the first day.

She looked in the direction Stella was pointing at. With just a glance, everything in front of her made Leia find it unbelievable.

There was a black car parked in the courtyard of the villa. The car's license plate was the one she had the most impression of recently. It was the car that had overtaken her impolitely. It was the patient she had met at the hospital.

She connected the coincidences in the past few days like a string of beads and cto a realization.

Therefore, he was not a patient but the future heir of the Yamin Group. And he was also the morning jogger beside her.

This made sense. The young man of the Yamin family worked at Yamin Hospital. It made sense for his car to be parked in the hospital's parking lot.

Looking at the familiar license plate, Leia was dazed for a moment. She smiled in her heart, but her face did not reveal any emotions. She was afraid that Stella would get to the bottom of it.

Leia nodded. "Okay, | need to go." Seeing that Leia had already taken a few steps forward, Stella shouted at her back, "Ms. March, cto my house to play when you're free. If you need me, | can go to your place too." Leia didn't answer this question. She strode forward. Chris looked at the woman's back and his mind was also piecing together fragments. He recalled the woman who asked him if he could read the gynecologist's prescription that day.

He retracted his gaze and asked his sister, "What did you call her just now?" Stella said, "Ms. March." "And the name?" Hearing this, Stella was stunned and opened her mouth wide. "Don't tellyou like her!" Chris did not answer his sister's question. He asked again only to confirm if it was as he had guessed. "Name." Seeing her brother's serious expression, Stella was stunned for a moment. Then, she answered, "Leia, Leia March." After hearing this, Chris recalled the three names on the medical report. It was also Leia March. So they were the women who ran in the morning. That was quite a coincidence.

After figuring it out, he narrowed his eyes and asked his sister, who was in a daze, "Is this the person Joseph invited back from Sapphire City?" "That's right. Isn't she beautiful? Ms. March isn't just beautiful. Lettell you, her working ability is top-notch.

Even Dad praised her. No one below her is unconvinced. How should | put it? She's comparable to Christina.

Sometimes, Christina will be soft-hearted, but Ms. March won't. Last time, a young lady from our legal department typed three wrong words on the contract. It seemed to be three words. The secretary told her that she would be fined 60 dollars per word. She fined her nearly 200 dollars in an instant. It's the price of a small bag." When Chris was about to speak, Stella knew what her brother wanted to say. "Stop. | know you want to say that my bag is worth over 200 dollars. | didn't say mine. I'm talking about someone else. However, | think Ms. March did the right thing. This kind of contract is more or less important. A single mistake might make Yamin Group lose money. We should indeed remember. Doesn't this also show that Ms. March is responsible for our company? Chris, don't you think so?" His sister kept talking about the good things about Leia, from the outside to the inside, as if there was no end to the good things about her.

When he walked into the house, Charlie happened to cdown the stairs and saw the siblings coming in together from outside. His daughter had his son's scarf around her neck.

He was a little curious. Why did they like to run in the morning all of a sudden? Especially for his daughter, who always slept in, it was unrealistic for her not to sleep in the dark on such a weekend. "Did you go for a run together?" Stella could not hide her thoughts. She let go of his brother's wrist and looked up at Charlie on the stairs. "That's right, Daddy. Guess who we met when we were running." Her expression was exaggerated and mysterious.

Charlie's curiosity was piqued. He walked toward the dining room. Stella followed behind him like a little tail. She couldn't wait to share it with him. Chris followed her.

She answered herself, "It's Ms. March from our company." "Huh?" Charlie was also surprised. However, he was shocked that Leia was running in the morning in a cold winter. Charlie placed his hand on the back of the chair and paused. He did not pull it open and sit down immediately. "Leia? Are you sure?" Charlie knew that Leia had been arranged to be in this neighborhood. Joseph had told him about it, but he did not think this way.

He thought that it was just a simple arrangement of accommodation for the higher-ups.

Now that he thought about it carefully, Joseph's thoughts could be said to be... No wonder her daughter had registered her marriage with him so quickly.

Stella nodded vigorously. "I'm not short-sighted. How can | be wrong? | have good eyesight. It's Ms. March." After saying that, she turned to ask her brother, "Chris, you've been running for a few days. Didn't you see Ms.

March?" Charlie instantly understood his wife's actions. He looked at his son meaningfully and picked up the fork to eat the breakfast served by the maid.

Chris said, "Yes, I've seen her." "Then why don't you form a team with her? It's so boring to run alone." Chris looked at his sister as if she was an idiot. "Do | know her?" "It's not like I'm Hackett, who will go up and chat with every female when he meets her. | am a decent person, not a playboy. If the other party is like Christina and Natalie, who are good at fighting, and directly throwsover her shoulder, how will | do surgery for others? She must be crazy, Chris thought.

Stella slapped her head. "I'm sorry, | forgot that you don't go to the company." Chris complained in his heart, 'l don't want this sister anymore. She can trickany time." "The last tyou cto the company for a physical examination, Ms. March and | happened to be on a business trip. Indeed, you didn't meet. However, didn't Ms. March go to the hospital for a checkup later? Haven't you seen her? Oh, right, you're from the cardiothoracic surgery department. Ms. March should be looking for that guy named Kimble for a physical examination." Listening to his sister answer her question, Chris remained silent. He recalled the woman's appearance during the examination. Her voice, clothes, and figures began to overlap.

That day, she wore a mask that protected her from the sun. He could only see her eyes. No wonder he felt her back view familiar. 'Why didn't | think of it?' Chris wondered.

Stella did not know what her brother was thinking. She thought that Chris pursed his lips and did not say anything because he felt sorry for the Yamin family's ancestors after she said that he did not go to the company.

Charlie continued to eat without saying a word. He listened to their conversation quietly and thought, 'So Angie is playing a big game." It seemed that Joseph was the one who set the chessboard. Angie was in charge of pushing the chess pieces, and Stella was standing at the side, watching the game. He was the one who watched the gwithout saying anything.

Seeing her father's faint smile, Stella asked, "Dad, what are you laughing at?" Charlie lied. "No, | just think it's good for you to exercise." Stella made up her mind to build a good relationship with Leia. She quite liked Leia. "I've decided to go for a morning run, too. Chris, wakeup tomorrow morning." Chris said indifferently, "Don't force yourself if you can't get up. Don't you want to have a beauty sleep?" "I'm doing this to build a good relationship betweenand Leia. If | get along well with her, | can avoid being scolded if | make a mistake, right? Now that there's such a line, | must grasp it." Charlie said, "You sure know how to take advantage of loopholes." "Of course. Let's eat. After that, I'm going to sleep." Chris suddenly reminded her, "Be careful not to get scolded when you wake up tomorrow morning and doze off after running to work." "Don't worry. | can go to the company to drink coffee after running. Recently, Ms. March has bought us a lot of delicious coffee that is refreshing and doesn't hurt our stomachs. Don't worry about me. You should worry more about where my future sister-in-law is so that Mom won't keep an eye on you every day." Chris was speechless.

He thought, 'What are siblings for? Of course, they are used to stimulate each other's hearts. They can activate each other when their hearts stop beating." Black Monday.

Stella had set the alarm early to build a good relationship with Leia. Before she opened her eyes, she was already up. She didn't even look at her phone and narrowed her eyes into slits as she looked for her clothes.

At last, she put on her white winter pajamas and went out. The two doors opened at the stime, and the two of them cout of different rooms.

One was in pajamas, the other in a black duffel coat, a white sweater with a turtleneck, and jeans. It could be seen that he had chosen his dress attentively.

She glanced at her pretentious brother and asked, "Are you running or on a blind date?" Chris glanced at his sister's pajamas. Without saying a word, he went down the stairs.

Stella placed her hand on her brother's shoulder. "Chris, you're not thinking of dating, are you?" Chris replied without turning his head, "If you can convince Mom not to letrun, | can go back to sleep now." 'Can | convince Mom? Forget it,' Stella thought.

The siblings changed into their sneakers at the door. Chris couldn't be bothered to mock his sister's pajamas and sneakers. He opened the door and left the villa.

At the top of the stairs, Charlie and Angie hid in a corner and watched their son and daughter go out before returning to their rooms to catch up on their sleep.

Outside, it was also a coincidence. On this side, Chris and Stella had just cout of the door when Leia happened to run to the front of their villa. The three of them tacitly met up.

As enthusiastic as Stella, she said, "What a coincidence, Ms. March. Did you just wake up too?" Leia said, "Yeah." Out of courtesy, Leia and Chris both nodded to express their polite greetings. Neither of them took the initiative to speak.

The three of them jogged side by side.

The temperature outside today was 33 to 48 °F. It was not too cold, but it was not warm.

One wore a black down jacket, one wore white pajamas, and the other wore a black woolen coat. They walked in unison and becanother scenery in the entire neighborhood.

Leia's footsteps were light, and Stella's were heavy. Chris, who had been running for a few days, could now completely keep up.

Stella, who needed to breathe and talk, was panting from running. She wanted to give up but was worried her unromantic brother and Leia would be awkward. In line with the principle of sticking to the end, she continued to rush forward but said a lot less.

Almost an hour later, the three of them parted ways again.

Ever since she jogged with Leia twice, Stella was not so afraid of Leia in the company.

At night, Stella returned hwith Charlie after a day's work. Two cars drove into the courtyard one after another.

After the father and daughter sat down in the dining room, Chris returned.

When he pushed the door open and entered, he heard his mother's sarcastic words. "I thought you weren't coming hfor dinner today." Chris wanted to say that the number he didn't chfor dinner could be counted on one hand.

"I'm back tonight because | have no surgery to do." Angie distributed forks. They were all hungry. After working for the entire afternoon, they were starving. Chris ate attentively.

Angie put a piece of macaroni into her mouth. She looked at her son with scheming eyes and asked, "Chris, how did you feel after running for a few days?" "Not bad," cthe perfunctory reply.

'l can't possibly have to write a small essay about how | felt after running, right?' Chris thought.

Stella added, "I feel good. | feel that our relationship with Ms. March has improved. Turns out Ms. March isn't as serious as she appears." Angie rolled her eyes at her daughter. The one who should have sthought didn't have any. And the one who shouldn't have thought had plenty. "I'm asking your brother, not you." "Tellabout it." Angie continued to ask his son who was still eating. Charlie watched and maintained a silent attitude.