Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

The moment Trevon finished speaking, the man on the bed did not respond or offer a retort.

After a few seconds of silence, Trevon turned around and brought his grandfather a bucket of water. He wiped Theo's face and hands, then proceeded to comb his hair as well. Following that, he went to the closet and retrieved the clothes Rachel had prepared in advance, dressing his grandfather.

Theo had always been headstrong, so Trevon was certain he would not appreciate others helping him with dressing. Therefore, Trevon took it upon himself to assist.

He finished helping Theo wash up and get dressed.

He then took out his phone and called Jim. As soon as Jim picked up, he instructed, "Get the funeral service personnel to come to Wilson's residence." Silence lingered on the other end of the line. After a few seconds, Jim quickly said, "Alright, | will arrange it immediately." Upon ending the call, Trevon returned his phone to his pocket. After quickly checking on his grandfather in bed, he made his way to his parent's room with the intention of inviting the members of the Wilson's residence to bid farewell to his grandfather.

Despite Caleb not being in Theo's room, sleep eluded him in his own bed. Upon hearing a knock on the door, he promptly threw off the blanket and rose from the bed. Observing his weary son at the door, he immediately grasped the situation. Tears welled up in his eyes and eventually streamed down his face. Clenching the door handle tightly for support, he uttered, "I understand.

Go tell Natalie." "Yeah." Having returned to his room, Trevon nudged the person on the bed. "Natalie..." "Huh? Why did you come back? Has Daddy gone to see Grandpa?" Upon awakening, Natalie noticed the redness in Trevon's eyes. A sudden tightness gripped her heart, and an ominous feeling settled in her chest.

Her demeanor instantly shifted as she sobered up. She choked slightly before asking, "Grandpa... has he passed away?" As soon as she finished her words, tears streamed down her face, and she opened her mouth wide, struggling to find words for a long moment.

Trevon nodded. Although he did not appear very melancholic, Natalie could discern the sadness in his eyes. She was cognizant that, being a man, he refrained from expressing his current emotions through tears. "Have you reached out to the funeral service personnel? | have their phone numbers." She previously saved the number when she had arranged a funeral for her grandfather.

Upon hearing her words, Trevon once again regretted not attending her grandfather's funeral because of his pride. "I am sorry." They understood each other without having to say much. Natalie raised her hand and wiped her tears away. "There is no need for that. Let's deal with Grandpa's funeral first. He does not like to be high-profile, so we should try our best to cater to his preference.” Following the conclusion of the call with Trevon, Jim dialed Frank, who had been residing in Athana recently as he was aware of Theo's ailing health. Jim had informed Ava about this in advance.

phone call connected, and a groggy voice came through from the other side, suggesting that Frank had answered with his eyes shut. Jim went directly to the matter, announcing, "Theo has just passed away." "Thanks." Frank snapped awake instantly. After ending the call with Jim, he swiftly jumped up from the bed and hastily put on his

the while. It was evident that Hackett was deep in sleep as

anger, Frank angrily tossed his phone onto the bed, causing it to bounce. He swiftly put on a black suit and called Chris, who, being sensitive to calls due to frequent surgeries, answered promptly. "Go

then decided to call Edward, who picked up the call very quickly. However, perhaps because Edward did not want to wake Rose and the child up, he spoke very softly, "Hello." In reality, Edward hesitated before answering the phone. He was momentarily stunned before picking up, as it was the first time Frank had called him in the middle of the night since his marriage. Therefore, this

hanging up the phone, Edward prepared to get up. Considering Trevon's generosity toward him and Rose, he chose a black suit from

up.” As soon as he finished, Rose became even more puzzled. She frowned deeply and asked, "Why are you looking for Hackett so late at night? Well, shouldn't you be staying with your beautiful wife?" Edward pulled Rose's delicate hand away from his chest and replied with seriousness, "Stop fooling around. Listen, Theo has just passed away. Since Trevon is unable to reach Hackett, | will

originally intended to go to the Wilson's residence with Sherri this

after all. | will go over with Hackett." Rose had yet to process the information. Meanwhile, she assumed Natalie was devastated. Like a robot, she waved her hand, saying, "Go on. | am fine. Just go." "Okay, | will close the door. Go back to sleep. If you need anything, look

head. In the meantime, Juana and Richard, in the adjacent room, hastily put

neatly dressed son in confusion, "Edward, are you going on a business trip so late at night?" In the meantime, she pondered, 'If he is only going on a business trip, why is he standing in front of Sherri's door? Is he going to ask my son-in-law to drive him to the airport?" Richard asked, "Do you want Hackett to take you? Why don't | give you a ride instead? | suppose Hackett is sound asleep at the moment. Well, have there been any new projects lately? It doesn't seem like

there was no response. He tried again, pushing harder, yet there was still no reaction. Eventually, he resorted to grabbing Hackett's shoulder and pulling him

of the night. You could have given me a heart attack.” After speaking, Hackett let out a sigh, suppressing the unfinished curses and scratching his head in frustration. Without waiting for Hackett to speak again, Edward went straight to the point, saying, "Frank wants you to

big deal after all." Richard commented, "Don't dwell on it. Theo has just left, and he is probably not in the best mood either. He is likely occupied with arranging the funeral. Considering it is early morning, you know, he probably did not want to disturb your sleep by giving you acall" Hackett, of course, understood the situation, he was just talking nonsense. In Athana, there was a custom where the host family did not actively invite

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