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.”

maintained a calm expression on his face. Then he said, “Alright. Mrs.

that in front of Trevon made Natalie a bit unsure of how to

talk to her, Natalie decided not to

couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was staring at her from behind. When she turned. around, she indeed

wanted to say something

like being stared at so blatantly without any words. Then she asked, “Mr. Wilson, is there something you

indifferently withdrew his gaze. He hadn’t even realized that he had been lost in his thoughts while looking at Natalie. And images of her engaging in a fight inexplicably flashed through his mind.

that it wasn’t appropriate. According to their agreement, they

Natalie began to think that she had misunderstood him. So she replied, “Well. Do you want to grab a late–night snack?”

handle the situation. If she didn’t ask

was really a difficult

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

dollars is enough. The excess can be refunded to you or accumulated for the next time by keeping a record. Well. Forget it. Let me just

to you,” Trevon said

Spaghetti for tonight is 4 dollars, making a total of 14 dollars.

“Okay,” Trevon replied.

from her pocket and transferred 86 dollars to Jim. After that, she put her phone back in her pants pocket. Then she went straight

Bolognese?” She liked to eat Spaghetti with tomatoes, ham sausage, eggs, and meat

dined lavishly and had never tried these things. So it was understandable that

about Spaghetti Bolognese, he just

called Spaghetti. Do you eat it? If you do, I’ll make it. If you don’t, I won’t make it.” Natalie replied. She was really making it difficult

it delicious?” Trevon

say it’s delicious, will you believe me?”

Go ahead and make it,” Trevon said. It was the first time Trevon believed Natalie, or more precisely, her cooking skills.

was so strange. However, it was good anyway because she also wanted

already I am. With a chilly autumn breeze blowing, Jim was driving alone on a pitch–black road, feeling quite lonely

of 86 dollars from Natalie. He hesitated to accept it, unsure of its meaning He still wondered why Trevon had asked him to transfer 100 dollars to Natalie last time. Now, he wondered why Natalie returned 80 dollars. And what were the additional 11

finding her approachable. But after the bloody scene tonight, he was a bit frightened and hesitant. Instead, he decided to call Trevon

sofa. He was smoking a cigarette, with the TV on

call interrupted Trevon’s attention. He diverted his gaze and answered, “What’s the matter?”

to me. What is this money for? Should I accept

to hang up the phone when Jim quickly intervened.

something else to tell