Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

A gentle breeze blew. The birds chirped and twittered, trying to break the silence of the cemetery, creating a sad chorus.

The birds sang for a long time. Perhaps they felt they could not break the hush and thus decided to stop. The surroundings fell quiet instantly, as though time had frozen.

Trevon was wearing sunglasses and a black sweater suit, standing in front of a tombstone in silence. His sharp facial features were filled with coldness. Even with sunglasses on, one could feel the icy aura around him.

Jim stood behind, not even daring to breathe loudly. Jim didn’t know why Mr. Wilson came to the cemetery so early in the morning. Mr. Wilson didn’t even buy flowers or anything else. Did Mr. Wilson really come to pay respects to the dead?

After standing for about half an hour, Jim’s imagination had gone wild.

Trevon’s eyes were menacing. Trevon looked at the tombstone of Barron through the lens of his sunglasses as if he could stare through it. Then, Trevon looked at Jenny’s tombstone beside Barron’s, and Trevon’s eyes. softened.

After standing for a few more minutes, Trevon turned around and spoke to Barron with a cold expression, “Retribution should be coming soon.”

After a moment of silence, Trevon turned around and left without hesitation.

Looking at his boss’s strange actions, Jim was very confused. Although Jim was puzzled, his feet still followed his boss closely.

At the foot of the mountain, Jim unlocked the car. Trevon slid into the backseat. Jim opened the door of the driver’s seat and went in. Through the rearview mirror, Jim asked his boss, “Mr. Wilson, are we heading back to the company?”

Trevon did not answer the question. Instead, Trevon instructed Jim, “Don’t tell her we came to the cemetery.”

Trevon was referring naturally to Natalie. Jim nodded. “Okay. Are you heading to the company?”

“Yeah.”

Things usually come in waves, bringing both joy and sorrow.

When it was almost time to get off work, the door of Natalie’s consultation room was open and Emily crashed in. Yes, Emily did not push the door open. Emily had slammed it open.

There was another patient in the consultation room. The patient was shocked by the sudden sound and turned to look at the person at the door.

Natalie glared at Emily at the door and spoke first. “If you’ve come for a doctor’s consultation, take a number.”

Natalie said that, the patient, who was sitting down, looked at Emily as

the overt gaze? Emily snapped at the patient, “What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman before?”

speechless. He thought,

‘beautiful? I’m looking at you

his gaze and

be

counter. You can get the medicine after payment. If you still don’t

Wilson.

patient left, Emily sat on the chair and went straight to the point. “Dad was arrested. Tell Mr. Wilson to get Dad out.”

at the lunatic sitting opposite her. Emily was so close that Natalie could clearly see the subtle slap marks on both sides of Emily’s face. Natalie remembered that Peggy had hit one side of Emily’s face that day, not both sides. Either Emily had been hit by Peggy again when

and the person. Natalie said

do you mean? You didn’t save my mother when she went to jail. Dad is your biological father, and yet you’re still so indifferent. Natalie, is your heart made

Emily coldly and said, “He didn’t raise me

a DNA donor. I have made my biggest concession to him when I put

If Harry went to jail too, she would become a joke in the circle. “Mr. Wilson treats you like a treasure. It would

you? Do you

Emily was so jealous that she could explode. How could this bitch be so lucky? Look at herself. Last

Emily repeatedly seduced and tried her best. Not only did Max not put out, but Max also dragged Emily out of bed and let her sleep next door.

naturally much bolder. Emily said to Max without holding back, “Are you dead? How

as she said this, Emily was slapped. Max did not end there. Max continued hurling kicks and punches at her until

entire night. Emily was the only one in the huge room. There was not even a maid

it, the more she felt that something was wrong with

a god. Besides, Trevon wouldn’t do anything illegal. Harry must have been

had no sympathy at all. Call her cold-blooded or unfilial, but Natalie could not sympathize with Harry. “Use your brain. Without concrete evidence, the police will not fall in love with Harry. Go back and ask the father

come out even if you stay here for a day. Instead of wasting time here, why don’t you investigate the truth? Furthermore, seeing how miserable you are looking, let me remind you not to

owe you anything. At most, both of us. share the same DNA donor. Other than that, there’s nothing else. You were the one who did everything you could to

eyes, searching Natalie’s face. “So there’s something wrong with Max? You knew from the beginning, didn’t

sound good to you? Isn’t this the title you want? If I had told you earnestly before you register