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.”

maintained a calm expression on his face. Then he said, “Alright. Mrs. Wilson. Goodbye.”

Trevon made Natalie a bit unsure of how to react. Then

to talk to her, Natalie decided not to

was staring at her from behind. When she turned. around, she indeed found Trevon looking at her with an enigmatic

seemed that he wanted to say something to her- to see through

being stared at so blatantly without any words. Then

indifferently withdrew his gaze. He hadn’t even realized that he had been lost in his thoughts while looking at Natalie. And images of her engaging

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

expression was no longer complex, but rather distant and unapproachable. Natalie began to think that she had misunderstood him. So

quite difficult for her to handle the situation. If she didn’t ask Trevon, he might think she was being selfish. But if she did ask, she was

was really a difficult

Trevon asked. He believed that it was important

the market price for ordinary people, 10 dollars is enough. The excess can be refunded to you or accumulated for the next time by keeping a record. Well. Forget it. Let me just refund it to you. It’s easy to make mistakes

said in a low voice.

Okay. The Spaghetti for tonight is 4 dollars, making a total of 14 dollars. I’ll refund 86 dollars to Mr. Hawk,” Natalie said.

“Okay,” Trevon replied.

from her pocket and transferred 86 dollars to Jim. After that, she put her phone

Spaghetti Bolognese?” She liked to eat Spaghetti with

and had never tried these things. So it was understandable that he didn’t react right away.

he knew about Spaghetti Bolognese,

you don’t, I won’t make it.” Natalie

it delicious?” Trevon asked.

I say it’s delicious, will you believe me?”

Go ahead and make it,” Trevon said. It was the first time

was so strange. However, it was good anyway because she also wanted to eat Spaghetti

I am. With a chilly autumn breeze blowing, Jim was driving alone on a pitch–black road, feeling quite lonely

He hesitated to accept it, unsure of its meaning He still wondered why

after the bloody scene tonight, he was a bit

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.

diverted his gaze and answered, “What’s the matter?”

86 dollars to me. What is this money for? Should I accept

he was about to hang up