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.”

remained silent. He did not know what Trevon wanted to say to him. He felt uneasy and was thinking

escape.

left, he instructed them to ensure

unconscious and kidnapped him when he was on a bathroom break today. He had always been very vigilant, and for some reason, he was caught off-guard. The person who kidnapped him walked silently and he did not notice him at

“What’s the

not move or nod. He remained tense.

was not in a hurry. He smiled. “Not bad. Next question. Does the head

his chin. “Mmm, you’ve been trained well. I guess you’re your boss’s

last question. Are the children your boss’s? That’s all my patience. If you say a word wrong, Miss Foster will die with

this moment, Trevon seemed to shine with hostility. 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

“Before answering,

‘Go on

even if I die. As for Miss Foster

emotion was hidden in his eyes. “I want to know her relationship with

related,” the bodyguard

about her

Foster’s children are? Do all the bodyguards

guess Trevon’s thoughts. If he was right, everyone would be happy.

and approached the bodyguard. He raised his hand impatiently, stabbed the man’s leg, and turned the blade in it ruthlessly. Instantly, blood flowed out. The man only frowned and did not

out the knife fiercely and threw it to the thug.

wet wipe, and he slowly wiped his hands with it. After wiping his hands clean, he threw the wipe back to the thug, who then stuffed the

your boss that he’s welcome to take revenge. I’m Trevon Wilson.

his lips and threw away the cigarette butt. He stepped on

and his teeth were chattering from the pain. He pressed his hands on the

not force him but said instead, “Do I look like I