Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 140 The doctors at the outpatient clinic had gradually left to eat, and Natalie also shut down her computer. She took off her white coat and hung it on the hook behind the door, replacing it with her own jacket.

Sherri, wearing high heels, casually swung her keys and hummed a little song “Summer days drifting away. To, uh oh, those summer nights. She pushed open the door with one hand. Hey Natalie, today I'm taking you to eat something good. | heard from the nurses in our clinic that there's a fantastic beef stew and roast chicken place nearby. They said it's so good that I've been drooling all morning. Let's satisfy our cravings.” Natalie calmly organized her things and asked, “If it's not good, do we not have to pay?” Sherri waved the keys in her hand and smiled. ‘Of course not. She had a look on her face that said she had the final say.

While they were talking, someone knocked on the door. A delivery rider in a blue jacket stood in front of them and politely said, “Are you Mrs. Wilson? This is your food delivery. Please sign for it.” Sherri was puzzled and looked at her best friend with suspicion. “You ordered food and didn’t tell me?” Natalie was also confused and shrugged her shoulders. “I didn’t order anything. Are you sure it's not a mistake?” Sherri finally understood that her best friend really did not order anything. She walked closer and saw it was truly Natalie’s name on the order list. However, the delivery was from Grand Manor.

Sherri felt like she had seen a ghost. The delivery rider naturally handed her the order list and said, “The name on it is correct, Mrs. Wilson. You have a monthly subscription to our platform. Please sign for it. 'm sorry, but | have to hurry and deliver to the next customer. Thank you Grand Manor was supposed to make reservations. When did they start doing food delivery? Wait, she remembered that the last time they ate at Grand Manor, Mr. Roberts or Hackett mentioned that Mr. Wilson had shares in Grand Manor.

At this moment, Natalie stood there in a daze, and a name had already appeared in her mind. She felt a bit annoyed that she did not take the food right away Seeing that the delivery rider was still handing the food over, Sherri did not want to make things difficult for him. It was not easy to earn money, especially for delivery jobs, which had to be completed under various weather conditions. So, she decided to accept it without hesitation. “Thank you. It's been hard work for you” The delivery rider smiled and replied, “Not a problem. Enjoy your meal. Goodbye.” After Sherri took the food and closed the door, she placed it on the table and cleared some space. “Are all delivery riders so polite nowadays? Let's eat. It's a waste if we don't. You can't just throw it away. Cherish the food that does not come easily.” Seeing her best friend's lack of reaction and silence, Sherri continued. “| told you, Mr. Wilson is a man who is hard to understand.

If he wants to apologize, just let him. If he sends us food, we'll eat it.” Natalie sat down and absentmindedly picked up her tableware. “How can | keep him away from me? I'm content with my current life and don’t want it to be disrupted” Just after she finished speaking, her phone vibrated. It was a text message from an unknown number. [Don’t push away my goodwill. | don’t have any other intentions. | just hope you eat better every day. I'm sorry.] Natalie glanced at the message, but her expression remained unchanged as she put down her phone, choosing not to tell Sherri.

She pretended as if she had not seen the texts.

“Who is it?” Natalie replied, “Just a junk message.” Sherri did not doubt it and continued thinking about the problem. After a moment, she could not come up with a solution and finally said, “There’s no way unless you get married and register tomorrow. Otherwise, it’s probably difficult. It's a mission impossible to convince Mr. Wilson. If you really find him annoying, let Joseph deal with him.” Natalie rolled her eyes at Sherri. “Do you think he is a gangster? How can my refined brother do such things? Don’t lead him astray. If there's a need, I'll handle it myself. Don't meddle, so he won't worry.” Sherri was not really looking down on her best friend. It was just that she had lost completely last time and the scene was still vivid in her mind “Are you sure you can win against him?” Natalie picked up a large prawn and placed it on Sherri’s plate. “Eat and stop talking. Silence is golden while enjoying the delicacies.” “Don't pretend to be cultured. Besides medical knowledge, you are not a gourmet.” “How do you know I'm not?” The tople changed. “A few days ago, Trevon asked me to unblock him on WhatsApp, but 1 ignored him. He has been sending messages through another number these past few days. Why didn’t | realize that this person was so shameless?” Sherri sneered. “Well, when you were together back in the days, he acted like he was always defending himself against you as if there were conspiracies around to harm him. Now, he’s got nobody to rely on. Let's not respond. Ignore him.” “I have not responded. Honestly, | don’t want my current life to be disrupted. | have both money and a kid. Why do | have to bring such trouble home?” Sherri nodded in agreement. That makes sense. If you have any physical needs, we can go and find some hot young guys” Natalie’s hand holding the tableware trembled, and she shrugged her shoulders, trying to hold back her laughter. “Do | seem that desperate?” Meanwhile, the delivery rider took off his gear and made a phone call to Jim Hawk. “Mr. Hawk, I've delivered the food.” Jim on the other end of the line acknowledged “Good. Did you slip up?” The bodyguard recalled his acting skills and replied, “No, | acted quite well.” Jim said generously. “You'll get a raise this month. Remember to add a little flair every time you make a delivery” After hanging up the phone, Jim felt like a boss. No wonder bosses were so cocky. Having the confidence that came with not lack money was truly satisfying.

Being a boss, he could raise a salary at will. 2 million dollars salary? | could make it 20 million dollars. Amazing.

After hanging up the phone, Jim had already played out in his mind the gestures of a millionaire.

Trevon and Frank were already sitting on the couch eating when they saw Jim hang up the phone and laugh like a fool. “Why are you so happily laughing alone?” Upon hearing the voice, Jim snapped back to reality and scratched his head in embarrassment. “Oh, it’s nothing. Ive delivered the things from Mr. Wilson, and Mrs. Wilson has received them.” Trevon's face remained unchanged, showing no emotions, but deep down, he hoped that Natalie had accepted the delivery. It meant there was still hope.

Unaware that Natalie and Sherri were already planning to find some young guys to solve their physical needs, Trevon, who was still confident, thought this was a good start.

While eating, Frank sneered and teased. “Why being regretful now? If you had been so considerate carlier, your child would be growing up by your side.” Jim could not help but admire Frank's sharp tongue. He always knew how to poke at Mr. Wilson's sore spot. Mr. Wilson probably regretted it, but there was no use to be regretful.

If there were a time machine, Mr. Wilson might have bankrupted himself to go back two years and act like an ass-kisser.

Seeing Jim dazed. Trevon vented his frustration on him. “You're behaving so absent-minded every day. Can't you eat properly?” Although Jim was wrongly blamed, he could only think to himself. “I did not say anything. How did | become the target?” Frank's smile widened. “Don’t bother lecturing him. You can’t even solve your own problem. Are you planning to keep sending things in secret?” Trevon felt annoyed as well. His number was still blocked by Natalie on WhatsApp. If sending food would not help show his sincerity, what could he send? Flowers? She had already said there was no space in the office.

Frank came up with an idea. “Aren’t your number being blocked? Then send apologies through SMS and WhatsApp messages through another number. If you send 1314 texts, Em sure she will respond.” Listening to the number, Jim calculated it in his mind. 1314 texts, 30 days a month, 365 days a year. That meant 3 and a half years! How was this reasonable? It was tough perseverance. Mr. Roberts really knew how to come up with bad ideas.

Trevon decisively rejected the suggestion without hesitation, his gaze sharp as he glanced at Frank. “Do you think I'm stupid Frank knew it would end up like this and did not continue. “Well, you keep trying, and | will keep your wedding gifts until you succeed. Just don't let them go to waste.” After finishing his meal, Trevon took a tissue, wiped his mouth, and accurately threw it into the trash can with a beautiful are. Im looking forward to seeing the kind of woman who can capture your heart.” Frank kicked Jim next to him. “Done eating? I'm going to smoke” As soon as Jim heard of smoking, he quickly took a couple of bites before saying. “Okay, I'll go out first and have someone clean up.’ After Jim left, Trevon took the cigarette box from the corner of the table and took out a cigarette with his mouth. Then, he, handed the cigarette to Frank. However, he was rejected. “| have my own” “Look at you, publicly proclaiming your preference for men wherever you go. Now you're picky about my cigarette.” Trevon exposed him.

Trevon and Frank both lazily leaned against the couch, spreading their legs. Trevon was a bit curious and asked, “What kind of woman do you really like?” Frank blew out a smoke ring and snorted. “Trying to fly before learning to walk? Are you trying to be a matchmaker?” Trevon, rarely gossiping, wanted to clarify. “Lily at your club has liked you for several years. Don’t you plan to accept her?” Frank casually smoked and replied, “My club recruits top performers, not keeps them. Without her, Lithern Club would go bankrupt.” Trevon accepted Frank's way of doing things and silently made a decision.

He even began to suspect that Frank truly liked men. After all these years, it seemed that no woman had caught his eye.