Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 15

Natalie drove her sports car into the garage and parked it. Then she got out of the driver’s seat.

Suddenly, the glaring high beams illuminated the spacious garage, causing Natalie to squint. She could see a gray Koenigsegg slowly entering the garage.

A man with long legs stepped out of the passenger seat. He was dressed in a black suit and pants, with his coat unbuttoned, revealing a crisp white shirt underneath. He had a clean and slender figure. But his icy expression gave off a sense of distance, creating an invisible pressure. He exuded an air of elegance and unapproachability.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. And pretending it wasn’t awkward would be a lie. However, they could only pretend to be nonchalant.

It was the first time in many days that they encountered each other in the garage when returning home.

Natalie thought inwardly, “What should I say?”

Then she mustered a polite smile, squinting her beautiful eyes as she looked at Trevon. Then she said, “What a coincidence. Mr. Wilson, you just got home too.”

After hearing that, Trevon remained silent. His deep and sharp gaze was fixed on her for a moment. After a while, his handsome face still remained cold. Then he replied, “Well.”

Natalie was speechless. They managed to kill the conversation again.

Jim quickly got out of the car. He was ready to greet Natalie, whom he believed was easy to get along with.

To his surprise, there was a white Ferrari in front of him. He thought inwardly, “Wasn’t this Mr. Landor’s favorite car? Why was Mrs. Wilson driving it?”

He didn’t notice the license plate when he saw it on the road. And later he was too focused on praising the woman to pay

attention to the car.

Then Jim thought to himself, “Wait a moment. The woman in the suit…”

A flicker of astonishment flashed through Jim’s eyes. He suddenly realized that the woman was just Natalie. Realizing this, he forgot to even greet her. His mouth was wide open in shock.

Trevon apparently noticed that his assistant had figured something out. Then he looked at Jim with disdain.

He just wanted to get Jim out of there. Then he said to Jim, “You can go back now. No need to pick me up tomorrow morning.

The cold voice of Trevon snapped Jim out of his shock. Jim thought to himself, “Mr. Wilson must have known that the person was Mrs. Wilson. He was truly worthy of being Mr. Wilson from Athana. He was so damn calm, just turning off the lights and watching the show while his wife got beaten up.”

his face. Then he said, “Alright. Mrs. Wilson. Goodbye.”

Trevon made Natalie a

Trevon didn’t want to talk to her, Natalie decided not to push it and went straight home.

she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was staring at her from behind. When she turned. around, she indeed found Trevon looking at her with an enigmatic gaze.

made her uncomfortable. It seemed that he wanted to say something to her- to see

words. Then she asked, “Mr. Wilson, is there something

even realized that he had been lost in his thoughts while looking at Natalie. And images

she had offended anyone. But upon second thought, he thought that it wasn’t appropriate. According to their agreement, they were not supposed to

complex, but rather distant and unapproachable. Natalie began to think that she had misunderstood him. So she replied,

Spaghetti. It was actually quite difficult for her to handle the situation. If she didn’t ask Trevon, he might think she was being

was really

Trevon asked. He believed that it was important to keep things clear and settled, regardless

you or accumulated for

said

Spaghetti for tonight is 4 dollars, making a total of 14

“Okay,” Trevon replied.

she put

Bolognese?” She liked

He usually dined lavishly and had never tried these things. So it was

he knew about Spaghetti Bolognese, he just

Do you eat it? If you do, I’ll make it. If you don’t, I won’t make it.” Natalie replied. She was really

delicious?”

I say it’s delicious, will you believe

and make it,” Trevon said. It was the first time Trevon believed Natalie, or more precisely, her cooking

Natalie was a bit surprised that this man actually believed her. It was so strange. However, it was good anyway because she also wanted to

chilly autumn breeze blowing, Jim was driving alone on a pitch–black road,

rang. He slowed down and then checked it. It was a transfer of 86 dollars from Natalie. He hesitated to accept it, unsure of its meaning He still wondered why Trevon had asked him to transfer 100 dollars to Natalie last time. Now, he wondered why Natalie returned 80 dollars. And what

tonight,

Trevon was sitting on the living room sofa. He was smoking a cigarette, with the TV on playing the latest news. His gaze kept shifting to the busy woman in the kitchen.

attention. He diverted his gaze and answered, “What’s the

Mr. Wilson. Mrs. Wilson transferred 86 dollars to me. What is

he was about to hang up the