Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 50

Sherri entered the elevator with Natalie after breakfast. "Natalie, what about you? How do you feel after a month of contact? Are you just a little tempted by him?"

Natalie knew what Sherri was asking about. However, from the moment Trevon repeatedly reminded her that he was not interested, Natalie woke up again.

Natalie didn't expect to continue this marriage.

The difference between Natalie and Trevon was like the difference between heaven and earth. Trevon would always be high and mighty, shining brightly. Even if he stood there without saying anything, he would be a god-like existence.

This morning, Trevon must have accidentally placed his hand on her. If he was awake, he probably wouldn't have done that.

"We're not the same kind of people. In the end, we'll only get a divorce." It was better to cut losses in time.

Sherri said nothing more and changed the subject. "Did you meet that nympho last night?"

Nympho was the name given to Emily by Sherri. Emily's biological mother was a mistress, and Emily had such potential.

"She was here last night. Max seems to like her quite a lot, but Carlos doesn't like her very much. In front of Emily, he even asked Mr. Wilson to introduce a girlfriend to Max. He said in front of the entire family that a girlfriend and a wife were different. He even found fault with me for a while, but he was rendered speechless by Mrs. Rachel. He was probably furious after having a hard time for the entire night."

Sherri smiled happily. She felt that there was something wrong with the nympho's brain. She wanted to find trouble for Natalie in the Wilson family. Even if Rachel did not like Natalie, it was not for an outsider like Emily to judge.

Emily actually went to show off in front of them when she didn't know Rachel's personality. Sherri really wanted to pay for her craniotomy.

Who gave Emily the courage to court death?

Natalie thought for a moment and told Sherri in the end, "Also, Harry asked me to go to the Foster family on the second of the month. He said that my mother's belongings are in the Foster family. If I don't go, they will destroy them."

At that, Sherri was angry immediately. "Fuck, what are they trying to do? Natalie, you can't go. Let me tell you. They must be up to no good. They're just waiting for you to go. There must be a conspiracy inside."

"I've already agreed. If I don't go, I'm afraid that there will really be my mother's things. You know that my mother didn't leave much behind. When I asked Harry, he said that he threw them all away."

Natalie could guess that Elena would not allow Natalie's mother's things to remain by Harry's side after they got married. Therefore, when Harry said that they were thrown away, Natalie believed it. However, now that they said that there was still something left, Natalie was still skeptical. However, Natalie did not want to miss it. What if...

"Fine. If you want to go, I'll go with you. I won't let you go alone. That family is scheming. They can tear your bones apart and eat you."

That made sense. Barron's assets were all under Natalie's name. The entire family would hate her, an outsider, so badly.

"Got it. You will accompany me to go. Miss Landor, could we go to work now? There are still a few days left. It's only the 27th today.

The two of them chatted for a while before going to work.

Nineteen days to the New Year.

Trevon had locked himself in his office to smoke in the morning. He was almost done smoking a pack now. The office was filled with smoke, and his clear outline could no longer be seen.

Jim walked into the office and almost choked to death. He took a deep breath, and the second-hand smoke entered his lungs. He coughed repeatedly. "Mr. Wilson, how much did you smoke?"

Jim thought Trevon almost smoked himself to death. The amount of smoke was too scary.

"Half a packet." A sound came from somewhere in the smoke.

Jim even suspected that Trevon wanted to spontaneously combust in his office and ascend to immortality.

Jim followed the voice and approached the man. "Let me open the window for you."

Trevon didn't say anything. Jim took it that Trevon agreed and went straight to open the window.

Jim didn't want the next day's news to be Trevon Wilson of the Wilson Group smoked to his death.

"Let's go Lithern Club."

"Ah? But there's a meeting later," Jim reminded carefully.

In the morning, the entire office was filled with dark clouds. No one dared to breathe loudly. Even the new secretaries were quiet and serious, afraid of offending Trevon.

Trevon ignored Jim's words and stood up. He tidied his clothes and left the office. Jim followed him with a bitter smile.

However, Jim shouted in his heart, "Who can save him?"

As usual, the car headed toward Lithern Club in a low-pressure.

The moment they reached Lithern Club, Jim was very happy. He could finally sit in the car and catch his breath.