Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 286 The pizza party came to an end.

On the way back, the Maybach car was driven steadily toward Evergreen Gardens. Trevon held Natalie's hand with one hand. A pair of rings that shone in the darkness found their right place.

After looking at the scenery outside the window for a while, Natalie retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, glanced at the man who was holding her tightly, and said, “Do you really dislike Edward?” Trevon's eyes moved. He looked ahead and turned the steering wheel with one hand. The front of the car turned to another road and he said, “Do you think | will ever like someone who wants to win my wife’s heart?” Trevon thought, “Am | that magnanimous? If | could even accept this, then | wouldn't be considered magnanimous. | would be considered a saint.

“There’s no way | would like him. Not beating him up is deemed the best outcome.” Natalie rolled her eyes at Trevon when he could not see. She said, “I don’t mean anything else. | just hope that you guys won't deepen the conflict. because of me. He has never said that he likes me. In my eyes, he’s just my elder brother. | explained this to you the other day.

“Besides, he has helped me a lot, whether it's as a friend or a brother. | owe him. I'm not saying this to make you feel grateful to him like | do. Rather, it's simply because | don’t want the relations between the both of you to get too strained.” Sherri was Natalie's best friend. and Edward was like a brother to Natalie. Now that Trevon was her husband, she hoped for harmony between him. and Edward. Even if they could not get along well, she hoped that the relations between both of them would not worsen.

She would not force Trevon to treat Edward a certain way. She just hoped they would not be at odds with each other.

Trevon squeezed Natalie's palm with one hand. He was very satisfied with Natalie’s response. There was a glimmer of smile in his eyes as he slowly said, “Don’t worry. Since he hasn't confessed, | won't do anything to him and will consider your feelings.” Natalie was at a loss for words.

The car arrived at the car park of Evergreen Gardens.

Trevon was in a joyful mood. He leaned over and carefully helped Natalie unbuckle the seatbelt. Just as he was unbuckling, the phone placed on the center console of the car rang.

It was a call from an unknown number.

After Trevon unbuckled the seatbelt, he sat down and picked up his phone. Upon hesitating for a few seconds, he answered the call. While he was listening, he looked at Natalie.

Trevon did not say a word, not even moving his lips. The call lasted only a few seconds. Natalie did not know who was on the other end of the line or what that person had said. Trevon was expressionless. After hanging. up the phone, he smiled and politely asked for Natalie’s agreement to let him leave. “Honey, I've got something to attend to,” he said. “Can you go up first? I'll be back soon.” Natalie was not someone who would act coyly. Neither was she a clingy woman. She readily agreed and even reminded Trevon.

“Okay,” she said. “Take care and stay safe.” Trevon leaned forward again and kissed her eyes. “Goodbye, Honey,” he said.

Natalie pushed open the door and got out of the car. She walked toward the elevator. After Natalie entered the elevator, Trevon turned on the surveillance camera application on his phone. It was only when he saw Natalie enter the suite that he turned off his phone, put it back onto the center console of the car, and started the car again.

Trevon was at the Wilson Group.

At this hour, there were not many people left in the office. When the security guards at the door saw their boss walking toward them, they were uneasy.

After all, it had been a long time since their boss worked overtime. Moreover, their boss rarely came to the Wilson Group at night.

“He suddenly appears,” they thought. “Could it be that he wants to check on us?” This made the people who were at work tonight feel puzzled, fearing that they had done something wrong.

It was like the first reaction of a mouse when it saw a cat. Regardless of whether they had done something wrong or not, they would show the most genuine response.

They were afraid, and they wanted to run away.

“Mr. Wilson,” the security guards shouted in unison. Their voices were loud and clear as they were afraid that they would be criticized for lacking in vigor.

Trevon was in a good mood today. Although he did not smile, he replied for the first time, “Mm. Keep up the good work.” Those security guards were left speechless.

“Our boss is possessed,” they thought.

After taking a few steps, Trevon seemed to have thought of his purpose of coming to the office. He spoke to the receptionist on duty. “When the person who’s coming to see me arrives, take him directly to my office,” he said.

The receptionist stood upright, wore a standard professional smile, and said, “Alright, Mr. Wilson.” Trevon did not even look at the receptionist’s face. He behaved in a manner that was considered appropriate and respectful according to traditional standards of masculinity and moral values. Upon giving instruction, he strode into the private elevator, leaving the security guards and the receptionist exchanging glances with each other.

They were surprised by Trevon’s unexpected display of politeness. They had not recovered from the shock yet.

The only reason they could think of behind Trevon’s unexpected display of politeness was that he had been trained by his wife.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the office door. Trevon was totally unaffected. He calmly made coffee and replied casually. “Come in,” he said.

The receptionist pushed open the door upon hearing Trevon’s permission from inside. A short while later, a man with golden- framed glasses walked in. He was of about the same height as Trevon, but he was more refined and gentle. One could tell at a glance that he was an easy person to get along with.

The man cast a glance at Trevon, who was still making coffee. He sat down on the sofa and unbuttoned his suit using the hand that had a light blue wristwatch.

Trevon kindly brought a cup of freshly ground coffee and placed it in front of the man. With a touch of feigned politeness, he said, “Try it. It's your first time here. | can't possibly leave you without even a cup of drink.” The man did not mind. He took it spontaneously. One could not tell. whether or not he liked it based on his tone when he spoke up. “Should | say ‘thank you’ then?” he said.

Trevon sat down opposite him and crossed his legs. He unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt, displaying a relaxed and carefree demeanor. He held a cup of coffee in his ringed hand and said, “Out of courtesy, you should say ‘thank you! But I'm a big-hearted person. | won't argue with you, so you don’t have to say it.” Upon hearing this, the man picked up his coffee and took a sip, ignoring Trevon’s words. He then gave his evaluation of the coffee. “It's not bad,” he said.

Trevon did not care about his evaluation. He took a sip as well. The ring on his finger was exceptionally dazzling under the light.

He said bluntly, “You like my wife.” It was an affirmative sentence.

The man did not respond to this remark. He continued to take a sip of his coffee. He glanced around the office and adjusted the frame of his glasses using his index finger and thumb.

Trevon carried on talking. He hit a raw nerve. “Edward, I'm actually quite curious,” he said. “I can tell that you've liked my wife for a long time. Why didn’t you confess your feelings to her? “Should | say you're calm and tolerant, or simply cowardly?” This remark hurt Edward, who had been restraining himself. He finally put down his coffee and clasped his hands tightly on his lap. There was a hidden hurt in his eyes as he slowly said, “If | were to say that Natalie doesn’t like me, would that make you feel comfortable?” One could tell whether or not a person had feelings for someone else through that person's gaze. Edward was very cautious.

Just as Trevon had said, he could have confessed a long time ago. It had been more than a year or two. He missed so many opportunities to confess. However, whenever he looked into Natalie's eyes, all he saw was the gaze of a younger sister toward her elder brother, nothing more.

A majority of people stopped being friends after getting rejected when they confessed their feelings. He would rather secretly watch over Natalie like a little sister than let Natalie distance herself from him.

However, when he saw Trevon’s marriage proposal video, he realized that he was wrong. Love required one to fight for it.

Overthinking and being too cautious could cause one to miss opportunities for good.

He was cowardly in this regard. After Natalie got pregnant, he was even more cowardly, so much so that he was afraid to take any action. He prioritized the Landor family over everything else. Now, what reason did he have to claim that he loved her? When he saw Natalie again that night, he did not even have the courage to greet her. He laughed at himself and said, “I may no longer have the right to love her.” Trevon could tell that Edward was disappointed. His mood improved, and he said kindly, “I'm indeed feeling comfortable now.

Before | came, Natalie told me not to engage in a conflict with you. Considering your care for her all along, I'll would like to say thank you. I'm being sincere. You can accept my gratitude with peace of mind.” Edward smiled bitterly. He raised his head, met Trevon’s gaze, and said, “If | were to tell you that I've been treating her so well because | want to marry her, would you still thank me?” Trevon was not angry. He curled his lip and said, “It's useless even if you have that intention. She is my wife. You like married women, huh?” Edward fell silent, unable to say a word.

The huge office was quiet. For a moment, no one said anything.

After a while, Trevon said, “I heard that you've been working on the furniture market recently, right?” Edward's tightly clenched hands gradually relaxed, as if he was relieved. “Mr. Wilson, you're quite well-informed,” he said. “Can we cooperate? You can have the majority stake. Lend me the port resources.” Trevon's eyes were calm and indifferent, showing no trace of interest. He asked in return, “This is your second objective in meeting me today. The Landor family is fortunate to have you as the heir. You know when to let go and you can handle things gracefully.” The port in Athana was under Frank and Trevon’s control. This was the reason why Edward had no choice but to cooperate with Trevon today. Making appropriate concessions was necessary to improve one’s future prospects.

After a moment, Trevon refused without hesitation. “But I'm not willing to cooperate with you,” he said.

Just as Edward was about to persuade him. Trevon spoke again. “You can work with Frank directly, but the bait you offer must be attractive enough to him,” he said.

Trevon continued to hit a nerve. “I'm petty and possessive,” he said. “l don’t want Natalie to have much contact with you.” Natalie now occasionally came to the Wilson Group. Once they cooperated, Edward and Natalie would be able to see each other.

Edward thought, “He’s very petty indeed. | thought I'd made things clear.” “I don’t have a penchant for taking someone else's wife, Edward said. “After all, she has treated me as her brother for so many years. Before you show off in front of me, remind yourself constantly to treat her well. If you mistreat her one day, | will still settle scores with you.” Trevon blurted out without hesitation. “You're overthinking things,” he said. “If you have time, you should be figuring out how to entice Frank with promises.” Edward thought, “What does Natalie like about him? There is nothing about him that is pleasing to the eye.” In the next moment, Trevon said kindly, “I'll talk to Frank on your behalf. Just treat it as me helping Natalie repay your kindness.” “After repaying the favor, Natalie will no longer be beholden to me,” Edward thought. “This guy is terribly petty. He actually keeps track of favors and ensures that he repays them so that he won't be indebted to anyone.” Edward did not respond to Trevon’s remark. Neither did he agree.

Of course, Trevon no longer said anything further. Looking at Edward's desolate back, he felt no sympathy. There were some things that he could not compromise on. Natalie represented the ultimate principle that he would not compromise on.

It was said that the more outstanding a woman was, the more a man had to take the initiative to strive and win her heart. Nobody would wait for a man in one place, waiting for him to gather the courage, take action, and figure things out.

Edward was a perfect example.

In the end, Edward proved to be cowardly. He was hesitant and indecisive.

Perhaps this was the reason he lost Natalie.