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.”

expect Trevon to be

“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 something that

grandfather had bought Adare Manor for him and Natalie after they got married. There were memories there that he wanted to erase but couldn’t.

men bullying women. Coincidentally, in the surveillance camera that I hacked a few days ago, there was a man who used his right hand to strangle a woman’s neck to threaten her. Mr. Wilson, do you think that

words also brought back bad memories for Trevon. He felt like he indeed should be

sent him photos of Natalie and Edward eating pizza together. He mistakenly thought that Natalie and Edward were on a date. Actually, he was jealous at that time. but he just didn’t know

My thoughts are the same as yours. So, Mr. Turner, what

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. Otherwise,

next second, he naturally stretched out his hand and said to Ethan, “Bro, lend me a knife. I want something

wouldn’t she be upset? Ever since Natalie saved Ethan from punishment, he started thinking

agreed with the proposal. Ethan turned

knife naturally and slowly touched the sharp blade. “Not bad. It’s quite new.”

knife. The next second, he quickly stabbed his right palm. Instantly, the black

frown at the pain. He placed his tongue on his cheek and exhaled. “Mr. Turner, are you

ruthlessness, and his willingness to hurt himself were quite good in Joseph’s eyes. “It’s alright.

pay, but he was actually mentioning it on purpose. He made it clear that 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

person. He was so ruthless to himself! If Joseph asked him to point a gun at his head right now, would he do it,

as if he was trying to keep

to be decided. I hope we get a chance to play again another time. If you’re as good at climbing

was the first time Trevon felt so powerless. He wanted to kill Joseph, but he couldn’t do it. He had suffered a loss, but he

hurt Natalie. There was no chance for him to refute this point. He did not

Joseph left. Trevon did not stay any longer in this disgusting place either. The moans and cries in the bedroom continued.

took off his jacket and neatly wrapped it around his bleeding palm. He strode out of the