Turning Of The Tide
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
An unpleasant odor lingered in the entire villa, and Trevon’s beautiful brows remained furrowed
Be headed straight to the master bedroom. He was pleasantly surprised that Natalie had voluntarily stayed in the guest
room
After taking a shower, Trevon left the Adare Manor. The smell was too unbearable for him to fall asleep, so he drove back to his villa in the middle of the night.
Natalie had no idea of Trevon’s leaving. She slept soundly while hugging a photo of her and her grandfather
Time went by. All things that were difficult to let go of would eventually fade away.
Natalie woke up early the next day and rode her motorcycle to work. She bought a sandwich and coffee from a roadside
stall.
Today, she dressed casually in wide–leg jeans, a sweater, and a beige coat, looking like a fresh–faced college student. In short.. she looked pure and innocent.
“Are you not taking a few more days off? Can your body handle it?” Sherri had been gossiping at the front desk early in the morning.
“Mrs. Wilson, are you okay?” the nurse at the front desk asked with concern.
Natalie shrugged. “It’s okay. I’m back to full health. I’m not that fragile.”
Sherri knew Natalie didn’t like talking about her emotions. “Okay, hurry up and eat your breakfast. Time to work soon. Remember to share any gossip next time!”
The two gossipy receptionists made an “OK” gesture and happily got to work
with one hand and held her coffee with the other. She quipped. “You wake up early just to share gossip. You’re wasting your talent by
Sherri followed Natalie into the office. “Isn’t this teaching them that sharing joy is better
eyes. They chatted for 20 minutes before Sherri went back to
started receiving patients, treating every patient
door of her clinic was kicked open forcefully. Natalie was startled by it as she was fully focused on
had a good look at the person who came in. She initially thought the intruder wanted to cause a scene for medical reasons and so she asked indifferently, “Are you here to
his breath. “That damn girl was cursing
purple with anger. The carefree and calm look
the lawyer Barron’s death certificate, cremation certificate, and proof of their father–son relationship. But when he went to the inheritance
Foster. Just the 20 percent shares of the Foster Group were a ticking time bomb. With such a quantity, one could enter the board of directors. How could he
death. Barron Foster had forbidden him from entering the Foster’s residence, making it impossible for him to persuade Barron to write a will. He could only wait
leave him anything and transferred everything to Natalie’s
infuriated him further was that the lawyer told him that Barron had written and notarized his will more than
this way, there was no automatic inheritance for him. He
to the Foster’s residence in the morning. The servants said Natalie
frustrated and depressed all morning since
only come to the
off and come with me to transfer it back.” He spoke as a matter of fact,
to
you think Grandpa’s inheritance would be passed down to you? It’s going to be under my name.”
or have you gone to the wrong place? Take a look. This is a surgical
Seriously, what’s with the attitude? You have to show some manners. Listen up, be smart, and return everything you’ve taken. Otherwise, I’ll
about my manners. It seems like you had never educated me for a day of my
life. Like
some time from your womanizing ways to improve your intelligence. While you’re at it, do find a company
angry that he picked up the pen holder on the desk and threw it toward Natalie. Although Natalie moved quickly to avoid it, Harry immediately slapped her unexpectedly. As he was about to
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