Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 88 Having reluctantly seen Mia off. Jim returned to the office.

Meanwhile. Trevon stood tall by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his face wearing a somber expression. He dialed a number and spoke with an air of authority. The mirrored glass revealed his brooding countenance.

“Reexamining is acceptable, but I'd like to clarify this. If it turns out that the Wilson Group is innocent, they will be required to issue a formal apology on their official website.” Ending the call abruptly, his eyes gleamed with a steely coldness as he turned his attention to Jun. He commanded, “Find out who initiated the request for a reexamination of the bidding process and ensure that appropriate action is taken.” “Yes, and should we investigate the person behind the trending topics? If it weren't for their disclosure of Miss Mur’s situation, the project wouldn't have been subjected to this reexamination, Jim suggested, aware of the significance of the impending contract signing.

A subtle smile of satisfaction played on Trevon’s lips as he responded, “No need for that. Just handle this matter diligently.” Jim understood the implications behind Trevon’s words.

Trevon angrily unfastened his tie and flung it onto the desk before snatching his phone and dialing Frank’s number “Take down those damn trending topics.” Frank, amid a boxing session, halted his movements and grabbed the phone, muting the external noise. “I can’t remove them.

The client specifically requested a full day. Don’t ruin my reputation.” When Mia asked him to help get the trending topics taken down, he had already anticipated the underlying reasons Trevon felt a lump in his throat. Indeed, Frank's system’s longevity relied on trust and confidentiality.

“How much longer will they remain up? The bidding process has been affected.” Frank let out a wry laugh. “I thought you were calling to plead on Miss Mia's behalf. It was a twisted , with his ex-wife placing the order and her former husband seeking merry “Do I look like | have that much free time? Well, then, let it stay. The customer always comes first. How much did she spend anyway Frank was speechless. “Can't you log in and check it yourself?” Last night, when Frank received the order, he already knew Natalie placed it. That's why he had lowered his standards to accept the job. Otherwise, he would never have taken such an order.

Just as he was contemplating, a notification sounded, indicating a payment of 10 thousand dollars had been deposited. Frank couldn’t help but chuckle. The customer just sent the final payment of 10 thousand dollars” Trevon couldn't hide hus amusement. “So, how much did she bid in the el 20 thousand dollars for two orders, Trevon chuckled upon hearing the amount.

Frank didn’t hold back and retorted, “Looks like you were quite the penny-pincher before marriage. Still holding on to that stinginess, huh?” The shameless Trevon replied, “Well, | believe in being frugal and thrifty” Frank said, “Well, you're not exactly being thrifty with your own family, so why flaunt it?” He hung up the phone.

Staring at the blank screen, Trevon muttered, In a mere moment, a smug grin crept across Trevon’s face. He couldn’t help but revel in Mia’s unwavering determination for retribution. Every setback was noticed and addressed.

He had underestimated her. She possessed a running and awareness that he hadn't fully appreciated, evident by her knowledge of this website.

Meanwhile, Natalie sat on her bed, scrolling through the trending topics before even getting out of bed. She couldn't help but appreciate Damon's remarkable efficiency in handling matters promptly.

After completing her transactions, Natalie couldn't contain her excitement and eagerly called out to Sherri, whas seemed down last night.

Just as she was about to speak, Sherri’s phone began to ring.

Natalie grabbed Sherri’s phone and glanced at the caller ID, recognizing it as their Director “Sherri, wake up! Director calling. It must be something urgent.” Sherri snapped out of her drowsiness and swiftly sat up, answering the call with a sense of urgency. “Hello, Director” After a brief conversation, Sherri ended the call, her mood somewhat subdued.

Natalie observed Sherri’s troubled countenance with a tinge of concern, her brow furrowing in worry. “What's the matter?” Sherri’s eyes welled up with tears, and her voice trembled as she replied, “Edward took care of everything for me. The Director informed me that they secured a spot for me and asked me to complete the forms before noon.” Tears streamed down her face, and her voice became choked with emotion. “I feel so guilty toward Edward. Despite his strictness, | know he genuinely cares for me” She sniffled, her voice choked with emotion. “The company is always so busy, but my passion lies in delivering babies. Even when he was away for two years, he never forced me to shoulder his burdens or took away my pursuits. He always supported me in doing what | love. But he... he’s been through so much hardship” Tears welled up in her eyes, falling onto the bedsheet one by one, their impact soaking into the fabric.

Natalie handed her a tissue to wipe away her tears. “Stop crying. It's all my fault. If you want to have the baby, I'll take responsibility. We can keep it a secret, and if you decide otherwise, I'll support you. No matter what you choose, I'll be by your side.” Sherri’s voice cracked as she choked back her tears. “Thank you... thank you so much. Natalie.” Changing the subject, Natalie said, “I have something to show you that might brighten your day.” Sherri sniffled and wiped her nose, her voice slightly nasal “What is it?” Natalie unlocked her phone and showed Sherri the screen. “Does this cheer you up?” It was undeniable that those who revel in gossip and seek revenge find their satisfaction in witnessing the deserved comeuppance of others, Sherri couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in disbelief. “Velocity Expeditions is no joke. They should be called The Seraphic Vixens, specialized in curing the affliction of angelic bitches.” Natalie similed. “If it brings you joy, call them whatever you want. Let's get up, and I'll cook lunch for you. Once we're done eating, we can fill out the forms and head to work.” After enjoying their meal.

Natalie took the driver's seat while Sherri sat beside her, per their usual arrangement.

Upon reaching the hospital, one went to the office, while the other proceeded to the Director's office to complete the forms.

As the Director observed Sherri’s determined expression, he sternly reminded her. “Remember, opportunities like these are hard to come by. Study hard and maintain a professional demeanor. Do you grasp the importance of this?” “Ah, don’t worry. | heard you loud and clear. | assure you | will study diligently. You can rest assured that I'll be well-prepared for your evaluation.” The Director couldn't help but let out a chuckle in response.

As Sherri walked past the reception desk after completing the forms, a doctor called her, “Hey, aren’t you the girl who had the dental check-up last time? Oh, right, the one who was blowing up balloons. What brings you here now?” In her haste, Sherri had forgotten to change into a white coat before coming to fill out the forms.

It was understandable that she would be mistaken for a patient. After all, besides doctors, nurses, and patients, who else. would come to the hospital without a valid reason? Her presence caught the attention of several onlookers nearby, who turned their heads to see what was happening.

Sherri quickly raised her hand to shield her face. “You've got the wrong person, doctor. | don’t know what you're talking about.

See you later.” Continuing the conversation would only escalate the gossip surrounding the balloon incident within the hospital.

Realizing that discretion was the wisest course of action, Sherri made a discreet exit.

Left alone, the doctor muttered to himself, “It was her. | didn’t mistake her Another doctor approached with curiosity. “What's going on? Why are you muttering to yourself?” The doctor tried to recall. “Just a moment ago, a patient walked by and claimed | mistook her for someone else.” The other doctor chuckled and teased, “Well, if you thought it was her, you must have made a mistake. She’s an obstetrician- gynecologist. How could she be your patient? It looks like your eyes are playing tricks on you” This turn of events caught the doctors off guard. “That's highly unlikely. | have a vivid recollection of that girl. She had swollen cheeks and a strained ligament from blowing balloons. | paid extra attention to her. Her name is Sherri The other doctor fell silent, unable to offer any further insights.

Meanwhile, Sherri hurriedly entered Natalie's office, visibly flustered. Tve had a stroke of bad luck.” Natalie looked puzzled. “Hmm? What happened?” Sherri proceeded to share her encounter with the dentist. “I quickly escaped, fearing that he would expose my secret. It would be so embarrassing if he recognized me. It's a lesson learned to avoid foolish actions.

Natalie couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, “Well, that’s quite the lesson learned! It seems like this experience will make you think twice before indulging in alcohol again. Consider it a stark reminder.” Sherri nodded vigorously in agreement. Hackett had undoubtedly taken advantage of this incident to teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget.

Ugh, why did that scumbag cross her mind again? It must be the effect of those raging pregnancy hormones.

After indulging in their conversation for another half hour, they bid each other farewell and proceeded to their respective workstations.

This was the true essence of their friendship, being able to share endless stories and experiences every day, even if it meant sharing the same living space.