Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 61

The most sensational news dominated the headlines on the following day.

Max Wilson of the prominent Wilson family had sex with a woman naked in the park. The X-rated scene became the talk of the town.

Max Wilson was taken away by the police.

Max Wilson was suspected of taking sexual drugs.

Max Wilson was reputed to be a philanderer with a messy private life to boot.

The Wilson family was prominent and prestigious. No matter Max's misbehavior, the reporters would not have mentioned the Wilson family by name. At most, they would write according to the instructions from higher-ups.

The sensational headlines, indeed, would not have made it to the front page on their own. Some higher authority was involved.

No one with a sound mind would dare to tell tales about the Wilson family in Athana, let alone publish them. Even family relations would think twice before picking up a pen or posting online.

At the entrance of the police station, Ted Wilson was so mad he was about to explode. His reputation had been utterly ruined by Max's shameless behavior.

Having sex naked in a park! He might as well be in a pornographic film!

Meanwhile, Peggy Wilson was heartbroken to see her dispirited son. She ran over to hug Max and stroked his weary face. "You must have suffered, son. What happened to you? Where did you go last night? How did something like that happen? The news about you is all over the internet now."

She knew Max was a playboy, but how could he be so stupid as to have sex publicly? Who was that woman anyway? Peggy could not understand her son's mindset.

Only Max's face was clearly visible. The woman's face could not be seen at all in the photo.

Peggy was sure her son was framed.

Theo Wilson was so embarrassed by the incident that he refused to pick his grandson up from the police station.

Ted lectured Max after both got into the car. "Where did you go last night? How did you end up at the police station?" he said coldly.

Max felt aggrieved. He vaguely remembered wanting to sleep with Natalie but was unsure if he did. "I don't know, Dad. I went to Emily's for a banquet and woke up in a park. I saw Natalie too. How is she?"

Ted was furious when he heard Emily Foster's name. "I have told you before to stay away from that woman, yet you insisted on bringing her to our home repeatedly. Even your grandfather does not like her. What is wrong with you? I am telling you again. Leave your Natalie alone. You'll have to pay the price if you infuriate Trevon."

Max was unhappy. "Dad, Trevon doesn't like Natalie at all. Mom said that they'll get a divorce soon."

Peggy nudged her son and told him to shut up. She had only found out about the divorce when she accidentally overheard Rachel Petit and Theo Wilson's conversation at the Wilson's residence.

She heard that Theo was worried that Trevon did not like Natalie and wanted to get a divorce in three months. Rachel told the elderly man not to interfere and let the couple work it out. A marriage would take time to work, but it would be like a grave without love.

Peggy only managed to eavesdrop on part of the conversation.

Ted turned around and glared at Peggy; the latter was stunned and tried to avoid his stare. Ted then fixed his gaze on Max. "Even if Natalie divorces Trevon tomorrow, she remains untouchable to you. Your grandfather won't let you off if you cross the line. Know your place if you want to stay alive. Stay home for the next few days and break ties with that woman, whoever she is. She must have doped you in the first place. I will take care of the news. You've utterly embarrassed the family tonight!"

Max, on the other hand, did not utter a single word. Instead, he looked out of the window angrily and ignored his father.

He could break up with Emily Foster but would not give up on Natalie. He lusted after her and would find a way to get her eventually.

Emily gave Max her virginity. Therefore, he was a little reluctant to leave her. However, she was no match for Natalie in every way.

Meanwhile, it was another work day at the Wilson Group in the city.

Frank Roberts arrived in his Porsche and stopped at the entrance of the building.

He wore a black casual down jacket and wide sunglasses, looking handsome and sophisticated.

He embodied good looks and was intellectually elegant.

Frank dropped by regularly with Hackett Blackwell, and the people in the company knew him. "Mr. Roberts," a security guard greeted him.

"Hmm, keep an eye on my car." Frank tossed the car keys to the security guard at the door.

He then headed straight to the private elevator.

He pushed open the office door, sat down, and leaned against a sofa. He looked at Trevon behind the desk. "Are you asleep, bro?"

Trevon opened his eyes sleepily and glanced at him before closing them again. "How is it? Have you found out anything?"

Natalie kept him up all night in bed; then she gave him a fright in the bathroom early in the morning. Before he left, she offered to pay for his services. Trevon was so humiliated he almost lost his calm.

"Yes, but I haven't found out anything yet. The other party used a card without a real name. I can't get through the number anymore. He must have removed the SIM card and tossed it into the toilet," Frank said truthfully.