Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 96

At the Wilson's residence, Trevon lay on his bed lazily. The pair of gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose added to his refined temperament. He held his phone and glanced at it from time to time, waiting for a reply. Ding! The notification stated that the other party had rejected the money.

Trevon was at a loss for words. Natalie was really something.

It wasn't like he desperately wanted her to accept it. He threw his phone on the bedside table in a fit of frustration and pulled the blanket over him, preparing to sleep.

Yet, he still felt his chest squeeze and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. It was indeed a nice start to a new year.

Natalie and the two servants went to the cemetery early. Originally, Natalie planned to go alone, but the two servants insisted on accompanying her to visit Barron's grave.

Barron had treated the two servants really well when he was alive. He didn't see them as servants but as family. It was obvious that the two servants were really grateful to him.

Natalie and the two servants placed the potted plants on both sides of the tombstone, which added some life to the place.

The phone in Natalie's pocket suddenly rang. When she saw the caller ID, she frowned and said to the two servants, "I'm going to take a call. Can you help me arrange the fruit platter?"

Lena and Jenny thought that it was a call from the hospital. Their hearts ached as they sighed, "Miss Natalie works hard. It's New Year's Day, but the hospital still won't let her off."

Lena said, "It can't be helped. Miss Natalie is a doctor. Besides, she's so kind that she cares about her patients more than herself. Even if it was New Year's Eve, she would still go to the hospital immediately if she was needed."

Jenny shook her head and said to the tombstone, "Mr. Foster, we worry about Miss Natalie. When she came back yesterday, we didn't ask about her marriage, but Lena and I just know that she isn't happy. Mr. Wilson has never come once, and Miss Natalie didn't tell us anything. She usually only tells us the good news and not the bad news. As servants, we can't interfere too much, but we worry."

Lena also said sadly, "Mr. Foster, Miss Natalie told us yesterday that she is going abroad. You have to watch over her and make sure she comes back safely. If Mr. Wilson doesn't treat her well, you have to think of a way to help her. Now that you're gone, Miss Natalie is having a hard time."

Lena and Jenny continued talking to Barron.

Natalie walked to the side to answer the call. To make sure the servants couldn't hear her, she walked a little further away. "Hello."

The other party's tone was a little reproachful. "Is your phone broken? Why did you take so long to answer the call?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. I'm busy."

Trevon took a deep breath which was audible over the phone. "Come over for the transfer of Adare Manor to your name."

"Are you crazy? Why are you giving me a house on New Year's Day? I don't want it. Is there anything else?"

"We agreed on this back then. I won't give you anything less."

Natalie felt that there was no way to communicate with him. She rubbed her temples and said, "Firstly, I'm not free, Mr. Wilson. Secondly, I don't need it. Goodbye."

Natalie hung up mercilessly. She didn't need it. There was something wrong with Trevon. Why would he ask her to meet him on New Year's Day just so he could transfer property to her?

After hanging up, she returned to the tombstone and said to the two servants, "Jenny, Lena, can you wait for me in the car? I want to talk to Grandpa." After saying that, she took out her car key from her pocket and handed it to them.

After Trevon was hung up on, he was unhappy. Then, he called Frank. "Find out where she is."

"It's the first day of the new year. In case you didn't know, I'm off work."

Frank then hung up.

Trevon was left staring at the screen with a frown.

After a while, a message came in. "Cemetery."

Trevon took out his phone again and called Hackett. "Where are you?"

Hackett was about to call Trevon to ask if he wanted to meet. "Mr. Wilson, are there any activities planned?"

"Yes, I'm going to the cemetery to pay my respects to your grandfather."

Hackett suddenly raised his voice. "Mr. Wilson, do you know what day it is today? Who goes to the cemetery on the first day of the new year?"

"Are you coming or not?" There was a threat in his flat tone.

Hackett was speechless. In the end, he still agreed to it even though he was reluctant.

Hackett, who had put away his phone, originally planned to accompany Joy to go to church. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Mom, I have something on and can't accompany you to the church. Go with Dad."

Nathan was not surprised that his son bailed out at the last minute. He continued reading calmly.

Joy, on the other hand, was filled with anger. Today, she wanted to bring Hackett along to ask the priest for blessings. It wouldn't be sincere enough of them if only Joy went. Even though Hackett went out frequently, he hadn't met any girls. Joy really wanted him to settle down.