Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 314

The warm and bright rays of sunlight fought a desperate battle to pierce through the canopy, yet its efforts were in vain. Surrendering, the sun allowed its rays to refract across the ground and the lawn.

The shade canopy remained resolute, casting unyielding shadows on the yard beneath it.

The card game had commenced.

Trevon cradled his young son. Jasper, in his arms as he managed the deck of cards with a single hand. Beside them, Natalie intermittently fed pieces of fruit to Trevon and their son, Jasper.

The latter action was not a conscious decision on Natalie’s part. Jealousy knows no bounds. Even the affection a son receives can ignite us flames. Thus, she had to tend to both her beloved “sons.”

After numerous rounds of games, Hackett and his companions found themselves consistently outplayed Their initial confidence had been shattered, leaving them struggling in the game. Hackett sighed and said, “This isn’t enjoyable at all. Can’t you allow us to win for once? We’re merely playing cards, not waging war.”

Witnessing Hackett’s waning spirits. Jasper hastily played a pair of clown cards and exclaimed excitedly. “A pair!”

“My dear Jasper, your father is already thoroughly defeating me in this game, yet you present a pair of clowns. At this rate, I will suffer utter defeat, Hackett said with a smile, his gaze tenderly fixed upon the endearing Jasper.

Natalie emitted a soft chuckle. Jasper had actively participated in the game for over half an hour without a hint of boredom. He continuously attempted to contribute to the game at every opportunity.

Hearing Hackett’s words, Trevon proudly declared, “Te is my biological son, and we are in complete agreement with each other.” With a fond gesture, he playfully tousled his son’s hair, believing him to be a well-behaved young boy who knew how to protect his father.

Upon hearing that, Hackett found himself at a loss for words.

Seated beside them, Frank played his hand and advised Hackett, “If you maintain silence and keep your nonsense to yourself, your mind will gain agility and focus. Give it a try.”

Following this, he shared a knowing glance with Trevon, both men understanding their forthcoming strategy for the next

round.

Henceforth, Hackett maintained absolute silence and did not utter a single word. Trevon leisurely played his cards, and remarkably, Hackett emerged victorious in the next round.

Following his victory, Hackett pondered, “Perhaps I’m not cut out for multitasking. Concentration may lead to triumph and good results!”

But, little did Hackett know Trevon had intentionally allowed him to win this round.

the game on the opposing side, suppressing her opponents and anticipating her cards and moves. He synchronized

as her shield, it became a two-on-one

Ava emptied her hand, her countenance bloomed into a radiant

Frank asked Ava, “How many cards are in your hand?”

interjected and said, “You’re blatantly

whether to inquire about her teammates’ card count. During her past games with Alex and others, she had never probed her partners about their cards. Now cornered, she hesitated, unsure whether to answer Frank’s

responded, “We’re no different from you.

girl beside him. In a gentle and somewhat seductive tone, he inquired. “Hmmm? How many cards remain in your possession?”

fleeting gaze caused Ava’s cheeks to flush uncontrollably. In a soft whisper,

about their overt manipulation, and she consoled herself with the fact that the loser had some

“Alex, do you have any

Rose’s question, Alex contemplated, “Why

Frank as he reclined in his chair, his legs spread apart, his muscular arms poised in defiance. In a

“Cheater, that’s

sleeves of Ava’s white shirt, whether by design or coincidence.

game,

an overwhelming nervousness, prompting her to snack on the different cakes and pastries in an attempt to calm her

balcony, gazing upon the yard’s unfolding

Emma lingered on the balcony for over half an hour after politely excusing themselves from the yard to grant

smiles mingled with a touch of shyness.

gracefully on a white wicker chair, she spoke gently. Your sister’s affection for that young man holds more weight than one might think. It borders on love. Even if you examine the situation, it’s unlikely that her feelings for

sat beside his mother. After a swift look

Ava’s judgment. When that young man returns to Athana, return the secret defense map to him.” Emma instructed her

could function as leverage against Frank but feelings coerced by manipulation would not be pure. Genuine, unforced emotional expressions held the greatest beauty, and Ava did not require such reinforcements in her budding

his earnestness and a way of conveying his feelings for Ava. Emma

no one would intervene and interfere in the unfolding dynamic between Frank

of growth should not be prematurely disrupted Undergoing each stage naturally held more value than a multitude

they did with Frank Emma, and Daniel evaluated their personalities, delved into emotional dynamics between the couple, and facilitated Ava’s organic experiences

in agreement. He had no intention of exploiting the secret defense map against Frank. I will return it to him, he replied

father has a late meeting and will not return home until