Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 211

The scene in the bedroom was a strong contrast to the silence in the living

The commotion in the bedroom was very loud. One could hear a man’s continuous low growls, a woman crying and begging for mercy, and a bunch of moans.

Even Ethan, who was desensitized to many things, felt uncomfortable when he heard this. On the other hand, the two people who were seriously playing chess were so calm that it was as if they were deal. They were not affected by the noise at all. They were only attentively playing chess. Yes, they were truly playing chess, not just putting on a show.

Ethan didn’t know if these two people were numb to porn or if they were obsessed with playing chess Ethan was probably not at the same level as them. How could they not have any reaction at all?

Unknowingly, it was already four o’clock in the morning. It had been more than an hour since the sex had started, and there had been no rest in between

A thought-provoking glint flashed across Joseph’s eyes. As he played chess, he asked casually, “Mr. Wilson, you won’t mind if the Wilson family doesn’t have any descendants, right?”

Trevon did not stop playing chess when he heard that. He replied casually, “We already have descendants. Mr. Turner, don’t worry.”

Joseph smiled and laughed. “Mr. Wilson, you really know how to group things together.

“It can’t be helped,” Trevon replied without missing a beat. “His blood belongs to the Wilson family. He’s part of the family even if I don’t include him.”

“Hmm, this logic works. Then, are you satisfied with the show inside the room?”

Trevon smiled in reply. “Mr. Turner, as long as you are satisfied”

“Well, it’s not very high quality, but at least it’s still acceptable. However, he might not be able to use his dick from tomorrow onwards. You should prepare yourself mentally.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Trevon said. “At most, I’ll just work harder in the future.”

speechless. He did not expect Trevon to be so shameless.

in the morning, Joseph chose to end the game quickly. There was still no obvious winner. His eyes turned cold as he said, “I don’t have many hobbies. I just like to hack surveillance cameras in the middle of the night. Coincidentally, a few days ago, I hacked a villa called Adare Manor. I saw

he did not answer. His grandfather had bought Adare Manor for him and Natalie after they got married. There were memories there

man who used his right hand to strangle a woman’s neck to threaten her. Mr. Wilson, do you think that man counts as an asshole? Should I punish him?”

bad memories for Trevon. He felt

the night Mia sent him photos of Natalie and Edward eating pizza together. He mistakenly thought that Natalie

silently in his heart and said without hesitation, “Indeed, that man should be punished. My thoughts are the same as yours. So, Mr. Turner, what do you think is the most suitable punishment?”

stopped playing chess and turned a deaf ear to the moaning sounds from the bedroom. He looked up at Trevon’s firm gaze and said without any mercy, “No matter what, you have to bleed a little.

in agreement. The next second, he naturally stretched out his hand and said to

stunned when he heard this. Was he planning to harm himself? If Natalie found out, wouldn’t she

Ethan, it seemed that Joseph had agreed with the proposal. Ethan turned around and took a sharp fruit knife from the coffee table.

knife naturally and slowly touched the sharp blade.

the handle of the knife. The next second, he quickly stabbed his right palm. Instantly, the black and white

He placed his tongue on his cheek and exhaled. “Mr.

his ruthlessness, and his willingness to hurt himself were quite good in Joseph’s eyes. “It’s alright. I won’t make you pay for the bodyguards. It’s my men

Trevon had hurt his men. In Trevon’s eyes, it meant that Joseph wanted him to do something in exchange. With extreme speed. Trevon raised his left hand and slashed down ruthlessly. His right hand hung weakly by his side. The blood on his

watched from the side. What a ruthless person. He was so ruthless to himself! If Joseph asked him to point a gun at his

twisted his neck as if he was trying

5 o’clock. “The outcome of today’s chess game has yet to be decided. I hope we get

powerless. He wanted to kill Joseph, but he couldn’t do it. He had

chance for him to refute this

place either. The moans and

and neatly wrapped it around his bleeding palm. He strode out of the door without even helping to