Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 185 Trevon Wilson was sitting in the car, leaning languidly against the seat. The cigarette was dangling from his lips. He was just taking in the tobacco smell but did not light up. The window on the driver’s seat was rolled down. He stretched one arm out of the window and snapped his fingers repeatedly outside the car. The buttons on his shirt sleeve cuff were unbuttoned and the sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, revealing his muscular arm. He patiently waited for the woman he had been longing for to come out His other hand casually tapped on the steering wheel intermittently. He glanced at the time on the dashboard. It was almost time to get off work.

He pulled his arm back and closed his eyes, pretending to take a nap.

Luxury cars and handsome men had always been the pursuit targets of beautiful women. Such an eye-catching car parked at the entrance of the hospital made many heads turn.

After a while, Natalie Foster emerged.

She looked around her surroundings. Her demeanor resembled a thief somewhat. Then, she quickly opened the car door and got in. As soon as she sat down, she asked, “Why did you park your car here? | thought you would be waiting in the parking lot.” The next second, Trevon replied in an aggrieved voice, ‘Am | so unpresentable? Have | embarrassed you?” Natalie thought, “You're too presentable. I'm worried there will be news of me being a kept woman tomorrow, as well as things like my private life is a mess, and I'm using tricks to seduce rich second-generation heirs.” Natalie had already thought of the news headlines for Trevon and herself. She wondered if anyone had seen her just now, Natalie said as she fastened her seat belt, “| don’t want to waste media resources.” Trevon burst out laughing. He was rich yet he was despised. Only this woman could do something like that. If it were any other women, they would have rushed over to pounce on him. “Tam rich yet my wealth has become my sin. It has turned into a hindrance to my plan of winning over my girlfriend” To think that this woman was worried about becoming a trending topic after getting caught together with him.

Natalie felt that there was something wrong with Trevon’s comprehension ability. “Did | mean that | just want to keep a low profile. It's already very high-profile even if you don’t say anything and just stand there, Mr. Wilson.” The last few words made Trevon's heart tremble.

For some reason, his heart went soft. He thought the way she called him “Mr. Wilson” sounded very nice. The smile on his lips widened and he could not help laughing. “Can | kiss you?” Natalie instantly felt her skin go numb and the sensation spread all the way to her fingertips. She replied with a calm expression, “No. Can you stop thinking about this every day? You're Athana’s famous Mr. Wilson after all.” Trevon was thoroughly shameless. It was as if he had become a different person. “I have no choice. | can’t control myself whenever | see you. | have the urge to kiss you.” He also wanted to sleep with her, but he did not say this because he was afraid of getting beaten.

Natalie felt helpless. After agreeing to try again, things had already derailed from her expectations and were a little out of control.

If she relented on this aspect, would things get out of hand? She asked instead, “If | don’t give my consent, does it mean the car will stop moving?” There was a wicked smile on Trevon’s lips as he said in all seriousness, “You have the final say in this aspect. If you say move, | move. If you say stop. | stop.” Why did Natalie feel that her brain was a little dirty? She felt that something was not quite right with these words, but there was no evidence to prove he wasn’t talking about driving.

Natalie turned her gaze to the car window and washed her dirty mind with the scenery outside that kept flashing past, In the end, the man did not force her to kiss him. He drove to the Foster family’s place in a good mood.

About 35 minutes later, the car came to a stop at the entrance of the Foster family’s residence. Trevon stopped the car horizontally across the entrance of the Foster family’s residence without any ceremony. This was a classic Trevon Wilson stunt.

He simply did not take the Foster family seriously at all.

The two of them got out of the car. Natalie had switched to a face full of hostility and belligerence, in contrast to her expression when she was in the car. When she saw this house, she became furious. Many terrible memories surged into her mind.

This villa was newly bought by Harry Foster in order to marry Elena Foster. It was called the Foster family’s villa, but this place had nothing to do with her. She was furious that Harry did so much for his mistress yet he stoinped Natalie’s mother down to the ground and trampled all over her. Natalie could not help feeling indignant for her mother.

With a bellyful of grievance, she strode into the villa with her shoes on while Trevon followed behind quietly like a bodyguard. He did not stop her nor did he speak. He simply protected her.

It gave the impression that Natalie could do whatever she wanted and Trevon would do the cleaning up thereafter At this moment. Elena was sitting on the sofa in a silk dress and reading a magazine. She looked very relaxed and comfortable The coffee table was full of a dazzling array of fruits There were cherries, apples, grapes, pineapples, avocados, strawberries She seemed to have moved the whole frunt shop home Elena was really living a comfortable life When she saw Natalie and Trevon walking into the living room, she quickly got up and put on a veneer of fake enthusiasm.

“Gosh. Mr. Wilson, Natalie! What brings you guys here? Have a seat, have a seat.” Elena was wondering why these two had come. Since Natalie was unharmed, could it be Elena was unyielding in her attitude and immediately put on the appearance of a mistress of the household. She turned around and instructed the servant to serve drinks. “Natalie, what do you want to drink? Do you want coffee or fruit juice? Come, have some fruit brst” Natalie had a mocking and disdainful smile on her face but this smile was a little scary. She said sarcastically. “Indeed, | should eat a little. If not for my good luck, I'm afraid | wouldn't be able to eat your fruit today. What do you think. Madam Cheatham? After saying that, she ignored the changes in Elena's face and pulled Trevon to sit on the sofa. She took an orange and toyed with it in her hand. Then she turned her head and asked the man, “Do you want one?” Trevon replied, “I can’t stomach this. You shouldn't eat either. Just play a while” He wasn't here to extend any courtesy to Elena.

He was here to give her a slap in the face, so why should he be so gracious? Elena gasped when she heard this, but her face remained calm. She maintained an awkward smile and pretended to be concerned. “Natalie, what are you talking about? | don’t get it. Did something happen?” Natalie casually and unhurriedly peeled the orange in her hand. However, halfway through, she frowned. “It’s rotten.” She even dusted her hands in disdain and casually threw the orange into the trash can. She then took a tissue to wipe her hands. She shook her head and sighed. “The orange looks pretty good, but it is actually rotten inside. It is truly a gilded exterior with a ruined core. Indeed, you can't just judge a person by her external appearance.” Trevon added out of the blue. “Beauty lies in the core, not on the surface. Not everyone can be called a beauty. Some people may be venomous snakes or scorpions, or they can be lowly farm animals. It depends on what kind of animal the other party wants to mimic. It's just that these people are better at mimicking. They resemble whatever they mimic. Some of them. are very good when they mimicked mistresses” When Natalie heard this, she silently gave Trevon a thumbs up in her heart. This guy had a really venomous tongue. After making a long detour. he turned back and scolded Elena for being a mistress. Natalie felt extremely gratified Metaphorically speaking, was this a harmonious combination of two swords? If the swords were unsheathed at the same time, would they be able to slay their enemies without mercy? Elena was already on pins and needles. She could almost feel a thorn pricking her under her butt. She wanted to flee, but she couldn’t. She braced herself and endured their indirect insults. She couldn't retort because the other party was Trevon Wilson In the end. Natalie underestimated Elena's shamelessness. Not only did Elena continue from where Trevon left off, but she also flattered Trevon “Mr. Wilson is right. Indeed, Mr. Wilson is perceptive. Cultured people are indeed different. Natalie. we can’t be careless when judging people in the future. There are many bad people outside now, and there are all kinds of scum. In particular, there have been many scammers lately. You have to be careful. You have to protect the inheritance your grandfather went through so much to leave behind for you Natalie sneered in her heart. That woman was still hankering after Natalie's inheritance. No wonder she wanted to kill Natalie “That's for sure I'll definately protect the inheritance Grandpa gave me. Grandpa gave it to me because he doted on me. Even if | die, | will pass it down to my son. If my son doesn’t want it, the final destination of the inheritance will be a charitable organization. No one else can have any designs on it.” These words made the unile that Elena had been maintaing up till now crack a litle Her face turned visibly pale, but she was still struggling very hard to pretend that she did not care so much about the money.

Trevon realized that Natalie was trying to mess with Elena’s mind. When he saw that Natalie wanted to toy around, he was also willing to waste some time and toy with Elena “Madam Cheatham, I'm quite free today. Why don’t | tell you a joke!” Natalie did not think that Trevon was capable of telling jokes. Who knew what kind of stuff he would say? However, Natalie's interest was also piqued. As she peeled the oranges, she prepared to listen attentively. She had peeled many oranges but did not eat them. It was a little wasteful Elena was already nervous as she faced Trevon. She did not know why Trevon was here or what he was thinking. She fel very uneasy. Didn't they say that the two children Natalie gave birth to were not Trevon’s children? Then why was Trevon here today, doing all these things? Did the two of them rekindle their relationship? Elena was very sharp in this aspect Trevon looked at the wretched girl with affection and even love. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that. Was the Wilson family really allowing its heir to be the receiver of lousy, used goods! Chapter 185 Elena continued to put up a fight, believing that they couldnt do anything to her if she refused to admit complicity. “Mr. Wilson, tell us what you want. Harry and | will definitely cooperate with you. No matter what, Natalie is our Foster family’s child” Trevon leaned languidly on the sofa with his legs crossed casually. He placed one arm behind Natalie’s back and played with her ponytail carelessly, seemingly enjoying himself. “I heard from my friend that a few days ago, someone offered 200,000 dollars to hire mercenaries to kill a person. Madam Cheatham, do you think this person's brain is not too good? Elena's bravado was totally crushed. This was because she had just paid out 200,000 dollars a few days ago. It couldn’t be such a coincidence. It could only mean that they were here to settle scores today. She should have thought of it the moment this wretched girl appeared.

However, she did not expect Trevon to show up as well.

Elena's back was stiff, and her hands and feet were icy cold. She said in a trembling voice. “Then this person is really. How can he do such a murderous, unlawful thing?” She secretly sent a message to Harry Foster to tell him that Trevon Wilson was here and that the guys had failed in their mission.

Trevon concurred and nodded slightly. There was no emotion on his face, and it was impossible to tell if he was happy or angry.

“It seems that Madain Cheatham’s values are still very upright. Then I'll be kind and tell you the rest of the story. That employer with a not-so-good brain was too stingy and offered too low a price. The guy who was hired arranged for a few people to complete the mission, but they were all defeated. Tell me, if the employer finds out the reason for his failure, will he die on the spot? Should | call an ambulance for this person? Madam Cheathamn, isn't this joke quite funny?” Elena and Natalie looked at Trevon at the same time. That was right. Natalie didn’t know about this either. Trevon only told her that Elena was the mastermind, but he didn’t say that Elena had been tricked. This joke might not be funny for Elena, but it was really funny for Natalie.

Natalie's face was filled with surprise and joy. In contrast, Elena’s expression was not so good. There was fear, disbelief, and hatred.

When he noticed Natalie’s gaze, Trevon gently rubbed her ears and began to play with her hair again as if he was just.

comforting her. Then, the two of them stared intently at Elena sitting opposite them. Her ever-changing facial expressions were quite interesting.

Natalie did not want to beat around the bush anymore. She had been toying with Elena for long enough. She picked up a peeled orange and weighed it in her hand. She then smashed it directly on Elena’s head, but she used too much strength. The orange split open, and juice and orange flesh splattered all over Elena's face. Her exquisite makeup was also ruined.

Trevon knew that this woman must be up to something when she kept quiet all this while. He turned a blind eye to Natalie throwing all the peeled oranges at Elena's face. Each throw was more vicious than the last Elena couldn't see where the tissue was, so she didn’t care anymore. She raised her hand and wiped her face. Her vision finally cleared. Just as she was about to flare up, she received Trevon’s sharp and ferocious glare. She restrained her temper and clenched her fists. She had never been so humiliated before. “Natalie, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can just say it. This is going too far.” Natalie similed. It was a mocking smile. Elena was still putting on an act even at the brink of death. “Was | the one who attacked first? Elena Foster, | remember telling you many years ago that as long as you don’t give me any trouble, | can ignore you.

However, you left me with no choice. You had to prance around in front of me to make your presence known. | would feel embarrassed if | didn’t hit you. Actually, as long as you don’t cross me, | still wish you and Harry Foster well. Because | think the two of you are really suitable for each other. You are a match made in heaven. | hope that the two of you will be tightly bound to each other for the rest of your lives and not harm other people.” Elena was so angry that her entire body was trembling. However, Trevon was present so she could not retaliate. If Trevon was not around, she would have beaten this bitch to death long ago. “Natalie, | really don’t know what you're talking about* Trevon felt somewhat perplexed. He really did not want to waste time with Elena anymore. He would rather watch medic videos with Natalie than waste time here. “Seems like you won't learn until you have been taught a painful lesson”