Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 40

The December morning was misty, and the air was dry and cold. Looking up at the sky, one could see the bright light of dawn in the distance, and the entire sky was lit up.

It was still a sunny day. The weather for the next week was so good that it made people feel good. Other than getting colder and colder, there was nothing wrong with it.

Natalie lifted the blanket, opened the wardrobe, and chose a thin white down jacket.

After washing up and getting dressed, Natalie walked down the stairs and looked at the sofa in the living room.

There was no one. Had Trevon left?

For the past few days, when Natalie woke up, she could see Trevon sitting casually on the sofa.

Humans were indeed high-level animals that were easily affected. They had only been together for a few days, but Natalie was already used to looking for his existence at home.

This was not a good sign for the sensitive Natalie.

As Natalie started the engine and drove down the road, she realized that she had made a mistake. She should have worn a thick down jacket.

The cold wind burrowed into Natalie's unconcealed skin.

On the sofa in the Wilson Group, the man's slender body was curled up. He was covered with a thin blanket, and a corner of the blanket fell to the ground. He frowned slightly.

At 7:40 a.m., the secretary came in to tidy up the office as usual. When she saw the slender figure on the sofa, she thought that she had seen it wrongly and carefully approached to take a look.

The man heard the sound of high heels clicking on the ground. Although the person had lowered her voice, he could still hear it clearly. He closed his eyes and said, "Make me a cup of coffee."

Last night, Trevon tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what. The night before, Trevon hugged that soft woman and slept soundly. Just one night and he was already a little obsessed, and in the end, he couldn't sleep.

Trevon decided to come to the office in the early morning to catch up on his sleep.

"Okay, Mr. Wilson." The secretary slowly left the office.

When the secretary entered the Secretary department, the other secretary looked at her and could not help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you so gloomy so early in the morning? Mr. Wilson will be here soon."

The secretary pointed in the direction of the office and lowered her voice. "Mr. Wilson seemed to have slept in the office last night. I don't know what happened, but I was scared to death when I entered."

"Ah? That can't be. There wasn't any overtime last night. Didn't the entire company get off work around 9 p.m. after the meeting? Why is Mr. Wilson working overtime alone?"

"As expected, the boss's money doesn't come from nowhere."

"I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to make coffee. I think Mr. Wilson works so hard and needs a wife."

"Forget it. With his qualifications, who would Mr. Wilson like? His aura is too strong. Let me tell you. I heard from my friends that Mr. Wilson has an ex-girlfriend."

The secretary's mouth was wide open when she made coffee. "Who did you hear this from? You can't spout nonsense. I've never seen a woman by Mr. Wilson's side. These women were brought either by Mr. Blackwell or Mr. Roberts. I suspect that he doesn't like women."

A sudden voice interrupted their gossipy discussion. "Why are you chatting so enthusiastically instead of working so early in the morning? Why are you sharing with me?"

Jim was a gentleman. When anyone from the Secretary department made a mistake, he would help them in private as long as he felt that it was not a substantial mistake. However, he was very principled and did not cross Trevon's bottom line.

Therefore, Jim was quite popular in the Secretary department in the company, and the two secretaries were not on guard against him.

The secretary who poured the coffee glanced at the office door and said softly, "Mr. Hawk, Mr. Wilson seemed to have slept in the office last night."

Another secretary said, "Mr. Hawk, do you know that Mr. Wilson used to have a girlfriend? Tell us about it."

Jim leaned against their desk and said calmly, "Have you been too free recently? You're gossiping about Mr. Wilson's love life. What do you want to do? Do you want to be promoted, or do you want to turn the world upside down?"

At this moment, Emily was shopping in Athana Building with Elena. "Mom, I'll buy you anything you like. Dad's company hasn't been doing well recently, and you haven't bought a good gift."

Because of Harry, after their family expenses were halved, Elena and Emily's lives were much more restricted than before. They could not be extravagant, afraid that Harry would lose his temper if he was unhappy.

Recently, Harry's temper had been very bad. He always threw tantrums at servants at home when things didn't go his way in the company. It was because Elena had tricks up her sleeve, or she would have suffered.

Elena smiled so much that even the fine lines on her forehead were smiling. "Emily, you love me so much. I wonder if your dad's company will be able to turn around. Last time, your dad lost too much money. Let me tell you. You have had to restrain yourself at home recently. Also, you have to hold onto Max tightly to be on par with that bitch."

At the mention of Natalie, a ferocious expression appeared on Emily's face. Emily gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, don't worry. I will. Look! Isn't this the result of Mr. Max being satisfied with me? If that bitch hadn't taken all the inheritance, we wouldn't have been so uptight."

The more she thought about it, the angrier Emily became. However, when Emily thought of the card in her hand, her mood lifted.

Emily happily waved the bank card in her hand.

The scheming Elena was still worried. "Emily, I will teach you a way later so that you can firmly hold on to Mr. Max."

Elena thought for a moment and said, "How's your contact with Miss Blackwell? Did you tell her about Mr. Wilson's marriage? You have to tell her about it before the banquet at the beginning of the month."

"Why before the banquet?"

Elena looked around and whispered a few words into Emily's ear. Emily's eyes shone.

Emily hugged Elena's neck happily and kissed her face fiercely. "Mom, you're too smart. This way, I won't get involved at all. Even if Mr. Wilson finds out, it has nothing to do with me. Mom, I love you!"

Elena thought that if she wasn't smart, would she have been able to secure her status as Mrs. Foster for so many years? Would Harry have been forced to cut ties with his father and marry her?

These were all Elena's tricks. Women had to plan how to live a good life for themselves. Harry couldn't see something clearly, but Barron saw it very clearly and refused to let her step into the Foster's residence even until his death.