Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 15

Natalie drove her sports car into the garage and parked it. Then she got out of the driver’s seat.

Suddenly, the glaring high beams illuminated the spacious garage, causing Natalie to squint. She could see a gray Koenigsegg slowly entering the garage.

A man with long legs stepped out of the passenger seat. He was dressed in a black suit and pants, with his coat unbuttoned, revealing a crisp white shirt underneath. He had a clean and slender figure. But his icy expression gave off a sense of distance, creating an invisible pressure. He exuded an air of elegance and unapproachability.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. And pretending it wasn’t awkward would be a lie. However, they could only pretend to be nonchalant.

It was the first time in many days that they encountered each other in the garage when returning home.

Natalie thought inwardly, “What should I say?”

Then she mustered a polite smile, squinting her beautiful eyes as she looked at Trevon. Then she said, “What a coincidence. Mr. Wilson, you just got home too.”

After hearing that, Trevon remained silent. His deep and sharp gaze was fixed on her for a moment. After a while, his handsome face still remained cold. Then he replied, “Well.”

Natalie was speechless. They managed to kill the conversation again.

Jim quickly got out of the car. He was ready to greet Natalie, whom he believed was easy to get along with.

To his surprise, there was a white Ferrari in front of him. He thought inwardly, “Wasn’t this Mr. Landor’s favorite car? Why was Mrs. Wilson driving it?”

He didn’t notice the license plate when he saw it on the road. And later he was too focused on praising the woman to pay

attention to the car.

Then Jim thought to himself, “Wait a moment. The woman in the suit…”

A flicker of astonishment flashed through Jim’s eyes. He suddenly realized that the woman was just Natalie. Realizing this, he forgot to even greet her. His mouth was wide open in shock.

Trevon apparently noticed that his assistant had figured something out. Then he looked at Jim with disdain.

He just wanted to get Jim out of there. Then he said to Jim, “You can go back now. No need to pick me up tomorrow morning.

The cold voice of Trevon snapped Jim out of his shock. Jim thought to himself, “Mr. Wilson must have known that the person was Mrs. Wilson. He was truly worthy of being Mr. Wilson from Athana. He was so damn calm, just turning off the lights and watching the show while his wife got beaten up.”

face. Then he said, “Alright. Mrs. Wilson. Goodbye.”

made Natalie a bit unsure of

to talk to her, Natalie decided not to push it and

she turned. around, she indeed found Trevon looking at her with an enigmatic gaze. It seemed that he was sizing

made her uncomfortable. It seemed that he wanted to say something to her- to

words. Then she

even realized that he had been lost in his thoughts while looking at Natalie. And

had offended anyone. But upon second thought, he thought that it wasn’t appropriate. According to their agreement, they were not supposed to interfere

think that she had misunderstood him. So she

felt like having Spaghetti. It was actually quite difficult for her to handle the situation. If she didn’t ask Trevon, he might

human was really a difficult

Hawk reimburse you for the last meal?” Trevon asked. He believed that it was

to me. It’s too much. According to the market price for ordinary people, 10 dollars is enough. The excess can be refunded to you or accumulated for the next time by keeping a record. Well. Forget it. Let

Trevon said in a low voice.

of 14 dollars. I’ll refund 86 dollars

“Okay,” Trevon replied.

Natalie immediately took out her phone from her pocket and transferred 86 dollars to Jim. After that, she put her phone back

the living room. “Do you eat Spaghetti Bolognese?” She liked to eat Spaghetti with

usually dined lavishly and had never tried these things. So

knew about Spaghetti Bolognese,

make it.” Natalie replied. She was really making it difficult for herself, preparing a dish that

it delicious?” Trevon asked.

delicious, will

Trevon said. It was the first

her. It was so strange. However, it was good anyway

chilly autumn breeze blowing, Jim was driving

hesitated to accept it, unsure of its meaning He still wondered why Trevon had asked

tonight, he was a bit frightened and hesitant.

on the living room sofa. He was smoking a cigarette, with the TV on playing the latest news. His gaze kept shifting

He diverted

to me. What is this money for? Should I accept it?” Jim asked.

was about to hang

have something else to tell you,” Jim said.