Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 47

At the dining table.

Everyone had different thoughts as they ate.

Theo suddenly suggested with a smile on his face. "Natalie, do you think you can stay and accompany me today? Our family is full of males, and I don't have any granddaughters."

Trevon's eating slowed down a little. There was no change in his expression, but his ears were waiting for Natalie's answer.

Natalie, who had been called out countless times at night, felt a little stifled. With so many people here, if she refused Theo, they would laugh at the Wilson family. Rachel had even helped Natalie just now. Natalie could only agree. "Alright, Grandpa. I'll play chess with you after dinner."

This made Theo happy. "Hey, okay. Natalie is so good. Look at how long it's been since you guys played chess with me."

After saying that, Theo even snorted to express his dissatisfaction.

Trevon was in an unusually carefree mood and ate much faster.

Carlos said enviously, "Trevon, you're so lucky to have found such a good wife. Why don't you arrange one for me too?"

Emily, who was sitting at the side, cursed Carlos thousands of times. Emily wanted Natalie dead, but Natalie was still here.

Max felt Emily pinching his waist and interrupted his grandfather. "Grandpa, what are you doing? Isn't my girlfriend here? What are you looking for?"

Carlos ignored Max completely, blaming him for being brainless. "Is a girlfriend like a wife? I'm asking Theo to find a wife for you. Don't you want a wife as good as your sister-in-law, Natalie?"

Max thought to himself, "Of course I do. I miss Natalie so much that I'm going crazy. I can even dream of Natalie at night. Unfortunately, I've been taught a lesson recently, and I can only restrain myself for the time being."

Coupled with the fact that Emily was good at having sex, every time Max saw her different kinds of little tricks, he would be enchanted.

Max had suspected several times that Emily was not a virgin, but the blood was real.

And the compactness was very good.

Emily was so angry that she wanted to go berserk. This was blatantly denying her.

Trevon added fuel to the fire. "Your grandpa is right. A wife is different from a girlfriend. There is one among the Wilson family's rules. No one is allowed to marry the daughter of a mistress. I hope you remember this."

Upon hearing that, Emily's spoon fell onto the table with a bang, causing everyone at the table to turn to look at her.

Max turned around with a confused look and asked Emily, whose face was getting paler, "Why can't you hold your spoon when you are eating?"

This meal brought Emily a hard time. Emily was uneasy, and she simply bluffed her way through with Max and the others of the Wilson family, saying that she was a burden.

Emily planned to go home and tell her mother that they couldn't say she was Harry's biological daughter in public.

In addition, Emily had to make Mia speed up.

Natalie, who had just finished her meal, was coming out of the restroom when she bumped into Emily, who had gone into the restroom to touch up her makeup.

They met.

Natalie did not want to talk to Emily at all. Natalie lifted her feet and walked out. The woman's voice came from behind. "Natalie, there will be a banquet held by the Foster family on the second, the next month. Dad wants you to go back."

Natalie still didn't bother to say a word. She took another step forward. The woman behind Natalie panicked. "If you don't go back, I'll burn all your mother's things."

These words successfully aroused Natalie's desire to leave. Seeing that Natalie had stopped, Emily was very happy. As expected, the thing that controlled Natalie was still that dead bitch.

Natalie's eyes were filled with killing intent. She walked toward Emily step by step and pinched her chin with one hand. "Tell me clearly. What my mother has is in the Foster family? If you dare to destroy it, believe it or not, I'll destroy you."

Natalie's eyes were filled with ruthlessness and hatred.

Emily's chin was so painful that tears welled up in her eyes. "Let go of me first."

Natalie threw Emily onto the tiles of the toilet. Emily's waist suddenly hurt. "If you don't come on the second, I'll burn your things. Why wouldn't I dare?" Emily raised her head stubbornly.

Natalie knew that Emily wouldn't give her mother's things to her even if she asked for it now. Emily just wanted Natalie to go to the Foster family to embarrass her. Natalie wanted to see what kind of show they had prepared for her.

Natalie changed her cold and ruthless expression and looked at Emily with a faint smile. "You want me to go so badly? Then I can only accept your kindness. It's good that you're not afraid that I'll cause trouble." As soon as Natalie finished speaking, she washed her hands again, as if she despised Emily for being very dirty.