Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Trevon Wilson was sitting in the car, leaning languidly against the seat. The cigarette was dangling from his lips. He was just taking in the tobacco smell but did not light up. The window on the driver’s seat was rolled down. He stretched one arm out of the window and snapped his fingers repeatedly outside the car. The buttons on his shirt sleeve cuff were unbuttoned and the sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, revealing his muscular arm. He patiently waited for the woman he had been longing

for to come out

His other hand casually tapped on the steering wheel intermittently. He glanced at the time on the dashboard. It was almost time to get off work.

He pulled his arm back and closed his eyes, pretending to take a nap.

Luxury cars and handsome men had always been the pursuit targets of beautiful women. Such an eye-catching car parked at the entrance of the hospital made many heads turn.

After a while, Natalie Foster emerged.

She looked around her surroundings. Her demeanor resembled a thief somewhat. Then, she quickly opened the car door and got in. As soon as she sat down, she asked, “Why did you park your car here? I thought you would be waiting in the parking lot.”

The next second, Trevon replied in an aggrieved voice, ‘Am I so unpresentable? Have I embarrassed you?”

Natalie thought, “You’re too presentable. I’m worried there will be news of me being a kept woman tomorrow, as well as things like my private life is a mess, and I’m using tricks to seduce rich second-generation heirs.”

Natalie had already thought of the news headlines for Trevon and herself. She wondered if anyone had seen her just now,

Natalie said as she fastened her seat belt, “I don’t want to waste media resources.”

Trevon burst out laughing. He was rich yet he was despised. Only this woman could do something like that. If it were any other women, they would have rushed over to pounce on him. “Tam rich yet my wealth has become my sin. It has turned into a hindrance to my plan of winning over my girlfriend”

To think that this woman was worried about becoming a trending topic after getting caught together with him.

Natalie felt that there was something wrong with Trevon’s comprehension ability. “Did I mean that I just want to keep a low profile. It’s already very high-profile even if you don’t say anything and just stand there, Mr. Wilson.” The last few words made Trevon’s heart tremble.

For some reason, his heart went soft. He thought the way she called him “Mr. Wilson” sounded very nice. The smile on his lips widened and he could not help laughing. “Can I kiss you?”

Natalie instantly felt her skin go numb and the sensation spread all the way to her fingertips. She replied with a calm expression, “No. Can you stop thinking about this every day? You’re Athana’s famous Mr. Wilson after all.”

if he had become a different person. “I have no choice. I can’t control myself whenever I see you. I have the urge to kiss you.” He also wanted to sleep with her, but he did not say this because he was

expectations and were a little out of control. If she relented on this aspect, would things get out of hand? She asked instead, “If I don’t give my consent, does it mean

was a wicked smile on Trevon’s lips as he said in all seriousness, “You have the final say in this aspect. If you say move, I

a little dirty? She felt that something was not quite right with these words, but there was no evidence to prove

and washed her dirty mind

her to kiss him. He drove to the

horizontally across the entrance of the Foster family’s residence without any ceremony. This was a classic Trevon Wilson stunt. He simply did not take

of them got out of the car. Natalie had switched to a face full of hostility and belligerence, in contrast to her expression

It was called the Foster family’s villa, but this place had nothing to do with her. She was furious that Harry did so much

villa with her shoes on while Trevon followed behind quietly like a bodyguard. He did not

she wanted and

was sitting on the sofa in a silk dress and reading a magazine. She looked very relaxed and comfortable The coffee table was full of a dazzling array of fruits There were cherries, apples, grapes, pineapples, avocados, strawberries She seemed to have moved the whole

really living a comfortable life

room, she quickly got up and put on a veneer of fake enthusiasm. “Gosh. Mr. Wilson, Natalie! What brings you guys here? Have a

why these two had come. Since Natalie was unharmed, could it be

the servant to serve drinks. “Natalie, what

a little. If not for my good luck, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to eat your fruit today. What do you think. Madam Cheatham?

pulled Trevon to sit on the sofa. She took an orange and toyed with it in her hand. Then she

eat either. Just play a while” He wasn’t here to extend any courtesy to Elena. He

maintained an awkward smile and pretended to be concerned. “Natalie, what are you talking about? I don’t get it.

disdain and casually threw the orange into the trash can. She then took a tissue to wipe her hands.

out of the blue. “Beauty lies in the core, not on the surface. Not everyone can be called a beauty. Some people may be venomous snakes or scorpions, or they can be lowly farm animals. It depends on what kind of animal the other party wants to mimic. It’s just that these people are better at mimicking. They resemble whatever they mimic. Some of them.

this, she silently gave Trevon a thumbs up in her heart. This guy had a really venomous tongue. After making a long detour. he turned back and scolded Elena for being a mistress. Natalie

a harmonious combination of two swords? If the swords were unsheathed at the same time, would they

and needles. She could almost feel a thorn pricking her under her butt. She wanted to flee, but she couldn’t. She braced herself and endured their indirect insults. She

flattered Trevon “Mr. Wilson is right. Indeed, Mr. Wilson is perceptive. Cultured people are indeed different. Natalie. we can’t be careless when judging people in the future. There are many bad people outside now, and there are

was still hankering after Natalie’s inheritance. No wonder she wanted to kill Natalie “That’s for sure I’ll definately protect the inheritance Grandpa gave me. Grandpa gave it to me because he doted on me. Even if I die, I will pass it down to my son. If my son doesn’t want it, the final destination of the inheritance

made the unile that Elena had been maintaing up till now crack a litle Her face turned visibly pale, but she was still struggling very hard

Natalie was trying to mess with Elena’s mind. When he saw that Natalie wanted to toy around, he was also willing to waste some time and toy with

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