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.

her cards and moves. He synchronized his

Frank playing as her shield, it

her hand, her countenance bloomed into a radiant smile,

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

and said, “You’re blatantly cheating now.

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 question.

responded, “We’re no different from you. We’re merely mindlessly discarding our cards.”

the blushing girl beside him. In

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

harbored no reservations about their overt

“Alex, do you have

question, Alex contemplated, “Why not reveal

in his chair, his legs spread apart, his muscular arms poised in defiance. In a casual

and replied, “Cheater, that’s not allowed”

he played, Frank’s arms occasionally brushed against the sleeves of Ava’s white shirt, whether by design or coincidence.

throughout the game, akin to a roller

to snack on the different cakes and pastries in an attempt to calm her

the second-floor balcony, gazing upon the

lingered on the balcony for over half an hour after politely excusing themselves from the yard to grant the guests some space. Despite the

with a touch of shyness. Joseph and Emma’s observant eyes even caught her occasional

it on the page. Seated 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

cube as he sat beside his mother. After a swift look towards Frank,

that young man returns to Athana, return the secret defense map to him.” Emma instructed her son.

function as leverage against Frank but feelings coerced by manipulation would not be pure. Genuine, unforced emotional expressions held the greatest beauty,

way of conveying his feelings for Ava.

one would intervene and interfere in the unfolding

to mature organically Each phase of growth should not be prematurely disrupted Undergoing

danger without proper awareness. Like what they did with Frank Emma, and Daniel evaluated their personalities, delved into emotional dynamics between

the secret defense map against Frank.

“I am going back to my room. You tend to affairs here. Your father has a late meeting