Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 64

Trevon Wilson was at his office the following morning.

He left bright and early for work and sat behind his desk in a foul mood with a vicious look on his face.

Trevon's face was sour as if the world owed him a living.

Those in the Secretary department had to tiptoe around him for the rest of the day to avoid getting on his wrong side.

There was a knock on the door moments later.

Jim Hawk led a middle-aged man into Trevon's office. It was Michael Sullivan. He smiled with a stack of documents in his hand.

He greeted Trevon respectfully, "Mr. Wilson, I'm really sorry. My daughter was behaving like a spoilt brat last night. Look, this is the contract. I've already signed it. I hope you won't hold it against me."

Trevon did not respond immediately. Michael stood trembling; a chill ran down his spine.

Michael did not sleep a wink last night after receiving Jim's call. He rushed to the hotel to check on Mia Blackwell and found out that she had failed to reconcile with Trevon.

She even angered him in the end.

Michael had earlier given in to his daughter's instigation because she was confident and hopeful. He wanted Trevon Wilson to be his son-in-law just as much so that he could do whatever he wanted in Athana after Trevon married Mia.

After Michael's family name, Mia Blackwell was previously known as Mia Sullivan. Michael used to frequent his sister's house to borrow money from her; his sister was Hackett Blackwell's mother. Fortunately, Henry, the patriarch of the Blackwell family, took a fancy to Mia and took her in as his granddaughter. Therefore, Mia changed her name to Mia Blackwell.

Mia had played her cards well since she was young. The Blackwell family had no daughter, only one heir, Hackett. Therefore, Mia became Henry's favorite granddaughter.

He also helped Michael Sullivan set up a foreign trade company. Therefore, Michael had endless resources when Henry Blackwell was alive. However, the Sullivan family declined steadily after the elderly man passed away, and resources became scarce.

Michael's brother-in-law did not help him, and Hackett, his nephew, was even more infuriating. He was disrespectful and did not take him seriously.

Michael initially intended to suppress Trevon with the land deal so he could get back together with his daughter. However, it backfired miserably.

Trevon did not take the contract on the table. "Mr. Sullivan, do you understand the meaning of a last chance."

Michael quickly nodded. "Yes, yes. I do."

Trevon toyed with his lighter. The clicking sound made Michael tremble; he burst into a cold sweat.

"Mr. Sullivan, are you feeling hot? Do you want to go outside to cool down?"

"No, no. I've put on too many layers. I'm at your service, Mr. Wilson." Michael stood there trembling with his head lowered.

"I'll only say this once. First of all, I've already fulfilled Henry Blackwell's wishes. Next, I hope you will discipline your daughter. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. The land will be transferred at a price I said. Do you have any objections?" Trevon said calmly but with a threatening undertone.

"No, no. I have no objections. I'll tell my daughter to behave when I get back."

Trevon signed the contract after Michael left and handed it to Jim Hawk. "Which are the companies competing with us?" he asked.

Jim thought for a moment and replied, "Landor Group. The others are all small companies. At most, they want a share of the profits. They will definitely withdraw now that we are involved."

Trevon had expected Landor Group to have a go at it.

The group's portfolio was similar to the Wilson Group's over the years. They remained competitive against each other.

Jim paused momentarily and continued, "There's another one, Mr. Wilson. I don't have any information at the moment. I know the bidder's surname is Turner, and he's not from Athana."

Trevon stopped spinning his lighter abruptly. "He's not from Athana?"

"That's right, but those who want to get involved in this project should be financially compatible with us."

"Check on their background. Ask Frank Roberts to come over if you can't find anything."

"Okay."

"By the way, what's the progress of the matter I told you to investigate?" Trevon asked.

"I have some information. Are we going to tell Mrs. Wilson?" Jim asked.

Trevon thought for a moment and said, "Finish your investigation. Don't reveal it to her yet. Keep your mouth shut and your hands to yourself!"

He had only texted Natalie once or twice. Why did Trevon tell him to keep his hands off her? Jim wondered.