Turning Of The Tide

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

held her coffee with the other. She quipped. “You wake up early just to share gossip. You’re wasting your talent by

than half an hour before the start of work. Sherri followed Natalie into the office. “Isn’t this teaching them that sharing joy is better than

They chatted for 20 minutes before Sherri went back to her

patients, treating every patient in

she was done with consultation for about 10 patients. Out of a sudden, the door of her

down quickly when she had a good look at the person who came in. She initially thought the intruder wanted to cause a scene for

so angry that he couldn’t even catch his breath. “That damn girl was cursing at

anger. The carefree and calm look on Natalie’s face made him madder.

firm to talk to a lawyer about Barron’s estate instead of going to the company. He gave the lawyer Barron’s death certificate, cremation certificate, and proof of their father–son

of the Foster Group were a ticking time bomb. With such a quantity, one could enter

making it impossible for him to persuade Barron to write a

him

further was that the lawyer told him that Barron had written and notarized his will more than 10

him. He had to make Natalie voluntarily give it

the morning. The servants said

frustrated and depressed all morning since he could not

come to the hospital to

seize all of Grandpa’s property? Take the afternoon off and come with me to transfer it back.”

it to whom, to

Grandpa’s inheritance would be passed down to you? It’s going to be

gone to the wrong place? Take a look. This is a surgical department,

some manners. Listen up, be smart, and

about my manners. It seems like you had never educated me for a

life. Like

your womanizing ways to improve your intelligence. While

the pen holder on the desk and threw it toward Natalie. Although Natalie moved quickly to