Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 314

Chapter 314

The warm and bright rays of sunlight fought a desperate battle to pierce through the canopy, yet its efforts were in vain. Surrendering, the sun allowed its rays to refract across the ground and the lawn.

The shade canopy remained resolute, casting unyielding shadows on the yard beneath it.

The card game had commenced.

Trevon cradled his young son. Jasper, in his arms as he managed the deck of cards with a single hand. Beside them, Natalie intermittently fed pieces of fruit to Trevon and their son, Jasper.

The latter action was not a conscious decision on Natalie’s part. Jealousy knows no bounds. Even the affection a son receives can ignite us flames. Thus, she had to tend to both her beloved “sons.”

After numerous rounds of games, Hackett and his companions found themselves consistently outplayed Their initial confidence had been shattered, leaving them struggling in the game. Hackett sighed and said, “This isn’t enjoyable at all. Can’t you allow us to win for once? We’re merely playing cards, not waging war.”

Witnessing Hackett’s waning spirits. Jasper hastily played a pair of clown cards and exclaimed excitedly. “A pair!”

“My dear Jasper, your father is already thoroughly defeating me in this game, yet you present a pair of clowns. At this rate, I will suffer utter defeat, Hackett said with a smile, his gaze tenderly fixed upon the endearing Jasper.

Natalie emitted a soft chuckle. Jasper had actively participated in the game for over half an hour without a hint of boredom. He continuously attempted to contribute to the game at every opportunity.

Hearing Hackett’s words, Trevon proudly declared, “Te is my biological son, and we are in complete agreement with each other.” With a fond gesture, he playfully tousled his son’s hair, believing him to be a well-behaved young boy who knew how to protect his father.

Upon hearing that, Hackett found himself at a loss for words.

Seated beside them, Frank played his hand and advised Hackett, “If you maintain silence and keep your nonsense to yourself, your mind will gain agility and focus. Give it a try.”

Following this, he shared a knowing glance with Trevon, both men understanding their forthcoming strategy for the next round.

Henceforth, Hackett maintained absolute silence and did not utter a single word. Trevon leisurely played his cards, and remarkably, Hackett emerged victorious in the next round.

Following his victory, Hackett pondered, “Perhaps I’m not cut out for multitasking. Concentration may lead to triumph and good results!”

But, little did Hackett know Trevon had intentionally allowed him to win this round.

side, suppressing her opponents and anticipating her cards and moves. He synchronized his plays with hers, trying to help Ava exhaust the cards in

Frank playing as her shield,

time Ava emptied her hand, her countenance bloomed into

a deep, husky voice, Frank asked Ava,

said, “You’re blatantly

games with Alex and others, she had never probed her

at his sister and responded, “We’re no different from you.

attention to the blushing girl beside him. In a gentle and somewhat seductive tone, he inquired. “Hmmm? How many cards remain in

cheeks to flush uncontrollably. In a

swiftly comprehended her situation and played a 3 card. Rose harbored no reservations about their overt manipulation, and she consoled herself with the fact that the loser had some perks.

asked, “Alex, do you have

Alex contemplated, “Why not reveal all my

his muscular arms poised in defiance. In a casual tone, he remarked, “You have the option to unveil

and replied, “Cheater, that’s

he played, Frank’s arms occasionally brushed against the sleeves of Ava’s white

throughout the game, akin to a

snack on the different cakes and pastries in an attempt to calm

balcony, gazing upon

half an hour after politely excusing themselves from the yard to grant the

a glance. Ava’s face radiated smiles mingled with a touch of shyness. Joseph and Emma’s observant eyes even caught her

Your sister’s affection for that young man holds more weight than one might think. It borders on

as he sat beside his mother. After a swift look towards Frank, he replied, “Mom, I understand that ”

When that young man returns to Athana, return the secret defense map to him.” Emma instructed

manipulation would not be pure. Genuine, unforced emotional expressions held the greatest beauty,

his earnestness and a way of conveying his feelings for

interfere in

growth should not be prematurely disrupted Undergoing each stage naturally held more value than a

with Frank Emma, and Daniel

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