Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

The day before Memorial Day, at the Wilson's residence.

In the living room, Olivia, who had returned home for the break, and Jasper, who had already graduated, sat together. The two siblings were chatting with their heads close to each other. Olivia was affectionately holding onto Jasper, who occasionally nodded with a subdued expression, much like Trevon. However, upon closer inspection, one could tell his facial features looked more like Natalie's.

When Natalie and Trevon came downstairs, they saw their daughter in wide-leg jeans and a Chanel top while their son was wearing a white hoodie and black sweatpants. They were huddled together and chatting.

Similar to Natalie, Olivia also disliked wearing dresses or high heels. She preferred jeans, wide-leg pants, and casual trousers.

She was fine wearing any attire as long as it wasn't a dress.

Seeing their parents come downstairs, Olivia stood up from the sofa, quickly walked over to Trevon, and took hold of his wrist.

"Dad, Mom, we were discussing which day to go and visit the graves.” Natalie followed behind. She smiled at her daughter and sat down beside her son.

Trevon was indulgent toward both daughters. Just like when they were younger, he gently ruffled Olivia's hair as she led him to sit on the sofa. He asked her gently, "Why did you come back alone? Didn't you want me to pick you up?" Olivia tilted her head back, shaking it while sporting a playful smile. "No way! | just thought you and Mom were too busy. Besides, | study at Athana Medical University, which isn't far from home. | can come back myself. My motorcycle isn't slower than your car, right, Mom?" Olivia rode Natalie's motorcycle to the university. When she didn't have much luggage, she usually used her mom's motorcycle to go to university. She also disliked traffic congestion. Her personality was very similar to Natalie's. Even their way of thinking was alike.

The only difference was that Olivia was very good at being coquettish, while Natalie had just a bit of that skill, which she had picked up after marriage. Perhaps if Natalie had had loving parents when she was young, she might have learned to be coquettish too.

When Olivia was young, her dream was to become a teacher. However, as she grew older, her aspirations changed. She opted for a major in surgery, either general or orthopedic, when applying for university. Natalie knew that Olivia's devotion was to cure Caleb's leg.

Sophia fulfilled her dream and got into a military academy. This determined girl was adamant about not studying in the country and insisted on going abroad. She said that if she studied in the country, her dad would pull some strings for her. She wanted to challenge herself abroad and make her own way.

After a lot of pleading, tantrums, threats, and even a bit of coquettishness, Trevon couldn't resist his daughter's persistence and ultimately agreed. He went to great lengths to send his cherished daughter to the foreign military academy.

Natalie reminisced about the time she and Trevon stayed at a hotel near Sophia's school for over a week when they sent her abroad. They had hoped against the odds that Sophia, feeling the hardship, would give up and come back home. But it didn't happen.

Sophia was clever too. She realized her dad wouldn't feel at ease and guessed he was at the hotel. She deliberately called him to make him return home.

On the first night back in Athana, Trevon hid in the study, looking at photos of his three children. As he gazed at them, he unexpectedly began to cry. It was Natalie who eventually comforted him, spending several hours consoling him. She used a charming and alluring tactic, an activity that Trevon certainly enjoyed. And unbelievably, he shamelessly gave this activity a nickname, the "Blossoming Show." Unable to visit Evergreen Gardens, they continued to reside long-term at the Wilson's residence, shifting from computerized counting to manual counting. After each round, he made sure to report the counts.

Natalie smiled and responded to her daughter's comment, "Your

the motorcycle back." Olivia said, "Got it, I'm driving really slow. Are Grandpa and Grandma napping?" Natalie replied, "Grandpa and Grandma are taking an afternoon nap. Your dad heard you were home, so he skipped work and also dragged me along." Olivia

to have become invisible. He continued asking his daughter, "Want to practice what you've learned on Grandpa's leg first?" Olivia shook her head. "No, | just miss Grandpa and Grandma a bit. They're taking a nap, and | don't

for a while. Then, he said, "Well, I'll go to the Blackwell family's grave for you." At this, Natalie playfully held her fist to her nose tip to conceal

not know the exact reason why Trevon Wilson went to visit

history behind it wasn't particularly glorious, and Trevon surely didn't want to lose face in

I'll go on your behalf. This is the best

father and son. Jasper didn't praise his dad for being

pursed his lips and did

asked in annoyance, "So | should thank you then?" His tone lacked any trace of gratitude as he stared intently at his

go against each other, so she quickly added, "Since Jasper can go on your behalf, that's even better. You're already so old, yet you're still going to Mr. Blackwell's grave. Aren't you afraid that everyone will tease you? In the future, let Jasper help you. Do you really plan to visit the Blackwell family's cemetery until you're 80 years old?" Trevon didn't dare to argue with his wife's words and didn't compete with his son to go to the graveyard. "Who dares to tease me?" The

tired of dealing with the unreasonable Trevon. Olivia diverted the

object and agreed readily. "Sure, okay." Only after his son agreed did Trevon respond to his precious

completely obsessed with her military academy life." Trevon still couldn't understand why his daughter wanted to become special forces. What was she thinking about?

the evening, at a trendy

sat inside, exchanging lively conversations and sharing

with permed hair, dressed in a white t-shirt and black work pants. He wore khaki-colored high-top boots and kept one leg crossed over

She wore dark, wide-leg jeans, a black belt, a short Chanel top, and black platform sneakers. Her shoulder-length straight hair cascaded like a waterfall, and

Liam's trembling legs in disdain and stared straight at him, asking, "Shall | help you with that trembling?" Caught by Olivia's serious stare, Liam quickly put his leg down. "Have

Then, she replied earnestly, "I only stare at the

hoodie and jeans. He swiftly chimed in, saying, "Let Olivia give you a few inspections. It's free, which is great, right, Olivia?" Olivia nodded, appearing quite generous. "Yeah, free of charge." Nona's hoodie matched Cyril's, but hers was a light pink. She wore white casual pants and tied

could go out at night for fun, but she had to have a bodyguard and wear pants to prevent

entrance were

Harper coming?" Ruby, who had been silent all along, spoke gently. Her naturally pleasing features became more prominent with a subtle layer of makeup, adding depth. Even under the light, there were shimmering spots from the eyeshadow. She replied gently, "Harper was grounded by our uncle. This time, he performed relatively poorly

curious about how poorly Harper performed to be grounded by the usually gentle Edward. She asked, "How much did Harper score? 400?" Liam knew about the grounding imposed by his uncle on Harper