Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 114

At 11.30 in the evening.

In an abandoned shipyard in the suburbs, there were two men in black down jackets. One was half-squatting in front of a man, whose face was covered in blood. The other had his legs crossed and was holding a cigarette between his slender fingers. He did not smoke but simply let the cigarette burn in the wind. His eyes were fixed on the injured man. “Tell me, who is your boss?”

The injured man pursed the blood in his mouth and spat a mouthful of blood out on the ground. “I’m just taking a walk on the side. Why did you kidnap me?”

Frank looked at this tough guy with interest. He had been beaten up for half an hour, but he did not say a word or cry out in pain. “You live quite a healthy life. I wonder where it’d hurt the most.” His finger pointed down bit by bit.

The bodyguard looked like he was not afraid of death. “Go on. I don’t have a family. If I die, it wouldn’t hurt.”

Trevon flicked the cigarette butt and rubbed his nose thoughtfully. “Get Miss Foster from Evergreen Gardens here too,”

Frank smiled and nodded at the people he brought. The thugs prepared to turn around deliberately.

The bodyguard, who was caught, panicked. “No. Don’t touch Miss,”

Trevon narrowed his eyes and frowned. “Miss?”

The man realized that he had said something wrong and corrected himself quickly. “Didn’t you just say Miss Foster? I was just hired to protect her. We don’t know who the employer is. We’re fine with it as long as we are paid nicely for it.”

Frank lit a cigarette. His tall figure stood lazily with a hint of roguishness. “That’s a good explanation, but how can a bodyguard from the Turner family like you still take on side jobs? Is the Turner family so poor that they can’t afford to support you?” There was a hint of impatience and threat in his tone.

The man didn’t know that the person who captured him had already investigated so clearly. He didn’t know how to explain it. He searched for words in his mind and paused for half a second.

Trevon took in his change of expression and said calmly, “It seems that the Turner family indeed has strict rules. I actually respect you for that. You have received quite some training. I’ll be kind today and simply ask you a few questions.”

to say to him. He felt uneasy and was

escape.

them to ensure Natalie’s safety. This was their duty and they could not

when he was on a bathroom break today. He had always been very vigilant, and for some reason, he was caught

his legs and leaned forward towards the man. “What’s the relationship between Miss Foster and the Turner

did not move or nod. He

hurry. He smiled. “Not bad.

He rubbed his chin.

Foster will die with you.” Trevon took a knife that flashed in the night from the

Even though he was very patient, the injured bodyguard already knew that his patience had worn out. After being Joseph’s personal bodyguard for so many years, he knew very well what Trevon’s words

moment and said, “Before answering,

‘Go on

want? I’m a nobody. It doesn’t matter even if I die. As for Miss Foster you mentioned, why

eyes. “I want to know her relationship with the Turner

the bodyguard answered.

about her children?”

pain. “You’re funny. How can we, as bodyguards, know whose Miss Foster’s children are? Do all the bodyguards know the privacy of

death. He could more or less guess Trevon’s thoughts. If he was right, everyone would be happy. If he wasn’t, he would die, but it was nothing to

and approached the bodyguard. He raised his hand impatiently, stabbed the man’s leg, and turned the blade in it

pulled out the knife fiercely and

and he slowly wiped his hands with it. After wiping his hands clean, he

out alive, tell your boss that he’s welcome to take revenge. I’m Trevon Wilson. I’ll be waiting for

corner of his lips and threw away the cigarette

chattering from the pain. He

He did not force him but said instead, “Do I