Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 124

There was an uproar in Athana today.

“Safety threats are found in the Wilson Group’s commercial street project”

Just one piece of news caused an uproar. This was a project that everyone wanted to get involved in two years ago. In the end, it was seized by Mr. Wilson. This news made many people who were forced to withdraw gloat. They were waiting to watch a good show.

However, who in Athana could have released such a piece of news? Who could have the Wilson Group offended? This also aroused speculation.

At the same time, the man in Ward 1314 sat on the hospital bed. His phone was on speaker mode, and he had an unlit cigarette in his mouth. “The bait has been taken.”

On the other end of the line, Frank sneered. “You set the bait. Don’t you think your bait is a bit too costly?”

Trevon’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. “If I couldn’t bear to part with some money, the Turner family wouldn’t take

the bait.”

Frank was speechless. “You understand the situation very well. We’ve already received a suspension notice. The losses aren’t small. If your plan fails, you’ll come to naught

The losses of such a huge project being suspended for a day or two were an immeasurable amount. Trevon was really crazy.

Then, Frank added, “The news was released by the bodyguard you deliberately stabbed. That person isn’t afraid of death. It’s pointless to catch him again. I quite like it. Your ex-wife is in Athana. The Turner family will come sooner or later Just bide your time. Even if you want to make your presence known with money, don’t do so at the expense of my money,”

On the other end, Frank was already shaking his head. To see the Turner family. Trevon had gone to such expenses.

The way the bodyguard addressed Natalie made Frank and Trevon suspicious, but their suspicion was not confirmed. Thus, Trevon wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Trevon would definitely get to the bottom of something once he had a suspicion. This was his predisposition.

The man was not worried after hanging up the phone. He was calm, and there was a trace of joy on his face instead. It seemed that he was confident that he could settle the problem. When Jim saw that, he began to report the situation. “Mr. Wilson, Mia’s father, Michael, has terminal lung cancer. His days are numbered. He’s currently living on the eighth floor. Mia has been relatively quiet these few years. She opened a dance training school in Athana. Occasionally, she will be invited as an instructor to some performances.”

Initially. Trevon wanted Jim to investigate what Mia said and did to Natalie. However, right after Trevon assigned this task to Jim, Miss Landor gave Trevon a surprise, saving Trevon a lot of time.

said coldly, “Call

to call Hackett. Hackett was still sleeping soundly. He had played “League of Legends” until the wee hours and was in

“You’re so

could Hackett still sleep when

blanket, Hackett said gloomily, “What does it have to do

up this willful second-generation heir. It was a tedious job. “Miss Mia has caused huge trouble. Are you sure you don’t want to go

could not open his eyes He squinted and looked up at Jim. “What’s going on? What did she do this time?” Hackett thought that Mia had been quiet

a little serious” Miss Mia might

got out of bed. He took his phone and looked at it. It was seven o’clock. He felt like crying. This cousin of his loved to cause trouble for him. A few days ago, he thought that Mia had behaved herself, and he even said a few more

face, Hackett dragged his slippers into Ward 1314. Jim

walked in, he sat on the sofa and scratched his messy hair. He asked impatiently. “What

time!”

was visible to the naked eye. He did not answer Hackett’s question. As someone who was tactful, Jim explained, “Two years ago, not only did Miss Mia claim her unborn child was

huge misunderstanding.”

reckoned that Mr. Wilson was already on Mrs. Wilson’s

Mia. He hoped that she would behave herself and even asked about

that she was pregnant with her husband’s child. Fuck. Mia must have watched too many soap operas.

do you want to do? They rarely contact our family now. My mother hasn’t seen them for a long time. A few

many times for the sake

said, “I want her reputation to

was making a decision. He closed his eyes and said, “Alright, I have no

atmosphere in the room was a little oppressive. Hackett had a

bed withheld his anger, and the look on his face softened. Im still a little dizzy.” He looked a

and upset expression, he said. ‘Natalic. I’m fine today. There’s

strode toward the door, opened it, and

and was especially easy to get along

Natalie naturally would not stop him from going wherever he wanted. However, Hackett’s address

Your condition is more serious than that of Hackett. Don’t shake your head or

Natalie with