Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 276

Chapter 276

At the Wilson Group

The man’s deep-set eyes stared at the computer screen is well-defined hands flipped through the documents in front of him periodically. Under the incandescent light, his well-defined facial features exuded nonchalance.

The door was pushed open. Jim stood nervously in front of him at his desk before organizing his words, “Mr…. Mr. Wilson. something happened”

Hearing this. Trevon did not look up. He was indifferent and said calmly, “Speak.”

Jim took a deep breath and glanced at the man who was working seriously. He cursed in his heart. A man who was serious at work was fucking handsome. “Mr. Wilson, the trending topics online this morning were all criticizing Mrs. Wilson. They said that Mrs. Wilson has character issues. She was called a bootlicker and used unorthodox methods to marry you. Hmm…. Why don’t you look at them yourself?”

After saying that. Jim felt his back break out in cold sweat.

Trevon finally put down his documents and looked up. His eyes were filled with somberness, and he was terrifyingly quiet. Jim stood opposite him, waiting for orders. He thought that he was probably done for

Trevon’s cold voice reverberated in the office and sounded emotionless. “Find a reliable media company to arrange an interview for me. The interview starts at nine.”

Jim thought. “Is this to clarify! This man never does interviews.”

Trevon instructed further. ‘Go to Athana’s tailor and get something.”

Although Jim was puzzled, he was a little suspicious and replied, “Alright, I’ll go now”

Regardless of the authenticity of the news, it has a negative impact. Those reading the contents would not delve into the truth. They would only be led by the media. After all, everyone’s tolerance was different, and ordinary things would be infinitely magnified when they were pushed online.

It was difficult to explain and even harder to convince everyone otherwise. This was not something that could be resolved by word of mouth.

patient. She was not affected by the news at

her. Her daughter was standing beside her casually. No one knew why she

and instructed the patient somberly. “I’m recommending a CT scan for you. You pay first, then take the form to the service desk to register. Then, wait for

her but controlled herself. She sighed helplessly. The patient still did

tag on her chest, and she exclaimed. “You’re Natalie Foster. Oh my god, the romantic couple I’m following is

the girl was ridiculous and wanted to send

she did not seem to care at all. Instead, she

was this? Natalie refused without hesitation, and her voice became even more stern, “Im sorry, the things you mentioned are not within the scope of my consultation. Take your mother to do a

“I admire you very much. Can I ask

together and made a pleading expression. If Natalie were dead now,

that something must have happened. She rejected the girl’s request and said calmly. “Take your mother for a checkup. Be filial.

girl was stunned for a while before giving up on the photo request. She thought, “Dr. Natalie was Mr. Wilson’s woman. Even Mr. Wilson has become her sidekick. How could she force her to take a photo? Forget it! She would

to eat when the door was pushed open by two energetic women. Sherri and Rose did not say anything and gave her

the morning. She turned around, hung her robe behind the door, and asked Sherri. “Tell me, what did I do again? It looks like I don’t have any prace today”

and made an excited expression with the other. Rose was also acting beside her “Why don’t you sit down’ I’m afraid that your small heart won’t be able to take it.

she took a packet of tissues from the sink, placed it in front of Natalie, and said. “You should be able to use this in

and curiosity. Sherri started the video and placed it in front of her. A familiar voice echoed

was dressed in a black suit that was ironed neatly. His figure was curvy, his nose was sharp, and his deep-set eyes were staring at the screen

less hostility in his eyes and more tenderness. His legs were casually crossed, and two buttons on his white shirt at the collar were casually open. 11is hands were placed on

dressed in standard professional attire, asked, “Mr. Wilson, may I ask why you, who never accept interviews, are sitting here?”

was mixed with a trace of dissatisfaction. A low and attractive voice came from

and said. “This is our honor. Mr. Wilson, do you have anything to

want to correct the rumors in

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