Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

The back of the car waiting to leave could not be seen.

Jasper walked towards the front passenger seat and opened the door. With one hand in his pocket and the other on the door, he said to Ruby, who was still standing there, "Get in." Hearing this, Ruby moved her feet and replied, "Okay." Ruby's dress had no pockets, so she was carrying her phone with a purple phone case. The size of the phone was a little big because she had to look at the photo album sometimes. It was not convenient for her to wear the computer, so she bought this size of the phone.

Her hands were small and her fingers were long. She held her phone in one hand and her long dress in the other. She lifted her feet and got into the front passenger seat. After sitting down, she placed her phone on her lap and reached out to fasten her seatbelt.

Just as she fastened the buckle of her seatbelt, she turned around and saw Jasper bending down to adjust her dress.

She did not stop him from helping. She watched quietly as a warm feeling flowed through her heart.

When she first got into the car, she was so focused on her seatbelt that she forgot that she was wearing a long dress. The hem of the dress was still outside the car door. At this moment, Jasper slowly lifted the hem of her dress and entered the car.

A few seconds later, he stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "It's done." Jasper looked like he was helping out, but Ruby's cheeks were slightly flushed. "Thank you." "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Jasper gently closed the door and rubbed his fingers in his pocket.

He walked around the back of the car, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat. He put on his seatbelt and started the car.

The car drove slowly to the intersection in the city. Just as Ruby had said, it was very congested at this point.

Seeing that the traffic wouldn't be smooth for a while, the car stopped. Jasper handed the black cardigan hanging on the back of the car seat to Ruby, who was beside him, and said calmly, "It's a little congested. If you're tired, sleep for a while. Cover yourself with these clothes that have not been worn after washing. They're clean.” Ruby took the clothes and glanced at Jasper. She lowered her head and looked at the clothes in her hands. Her heart was pounding. "It's fine. | don't mind. Thank you." She carefully held the clothes in her hands and did not cover herself. Instead, she placed them on her lap and held the collar tightly with both hands. It was a little unnatural.

The car started moving again and drove forward slowly. Jasper's gaze was fixed on the front. He opened his beautiful lips and said naturally, "I'm the only one driving this car. There's nothing girly in the car. Olivia has her own car, so there's no blanket, only my clothes." Ruby's heart fluttered as she turned to look at the scenery outside the window. Her red lips moved. "Oh." She turned her head slightly to look at the back and smiled.

After that, the two of them did not speak. It was so quiet in the car that they could hear each other's breathing. Ruby's phone vibrated. Her phone was under Jasper's clothes. She took it out from under the clothes and adjusted the clothes on her legs. She leaned back in her chair and looked at her phone.

"It's a message from Dad," Ruby said to the driver.

Jasper was not surprised at all. It was as if he had expected it. He only said one word, "Well." Hackett's message was nothing more than asking if her daughter had come to the studio. Ruby replied, "Traffic jam." She also took a photo of the traffic in front of her and sent it to Hackett.

Hackett replied, asking her daughter to send him a message when she was at the studio. Ruby replied, "Okay." After exiting the chat with her father, she realized that her friends in the studio had sent a message. "Ruby, a few men had just come to order suits. | told them to take their measurements, but they were unwilling and insisted on waiting for you." Ruby didn't show any emotions after reading the message. She simply replied, "Tell them that the orders are full and | don't plan to accept new orders. Send them away. These people don't really want to make suits.” How could someone who really wanted to make clothes not be willing to be measured? They had to choose someone. After the clothes were done, they had to be tried on at an agreed time. If they were not satisfied, they could change them again. Besides, her father had personally found her assistant. How could she be so stupid that she did not know how to measure them? They were most likely looking for trouble.

Besides, her studio had yet to open for business, so she was only making online orders. She had her own shop online.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jasper saw Ruby's brows furrow subconsciously. However, it only lasted for a moment before she quickly let go. "What's the matter?" She put away her phone and helped Jasper fold her clothes like a virtuous wife. She folded them very carefully. "It's fine.

Someone in the studio asked me to customize a suit." "Male." It was a statement, not a question.

"Yes, a man." Ruby raised her head and looked at Jaspers side profile. After a while, Jasper said, "It's normal. Your studio is custom-made for men." Although he was telling the truth, Ruby suddenly did not want to say anything. She simply hummed in agreement.

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Jasper realized that he might have said something wrong. He turned the steering wheel with one hand and held the window with the other. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the co-pilot. "I'm saying that your studio is custom-made for men. It's normal for men to step into the shop.” It was better not to explain. Jasper himself felt that it was a little awkward and strenuous to explain. Forget it, he would not explain.

Jasper's answer was not what Ruby had hoped for. She was a little unhappy and no one spoke until they reached the studio.

The car was parked in the studio's parking space. A small Mercedes-Benz car was already parked at the entrance. Hackett had asked the driver to send it over. Regardless of whether Jasper had any feelings for his daughter, Hackett had to prevent the brat from getting close to her.

When the car left the cemetery, Hackett called the driver at home and asked him to send his daughter's car to the studio.

The car stopped and the engine was turned off. Before Jasper could say anything, Ruby had already gotten out of the car. She placed the folded clothes neatly on the passenger seat and slammed the door shut.

Jasper was stunned for a few seconds. She still had a temper? He didn't seem to have said anything wrongly.

She looked a little angry, but there was no evidence.

He opened the car door and got out of the car. With his hands in his pockets, he walked towards the studio. Ruby's studio had just opened not long ago. It had only been about a month. It was renovated by Hackett before graduation.

Throughout the entire process, Hackett did not let his daughter waste any effort. Ruby gave her father a blueprint and Hackett personally supervised the renovation. He paid attention to every detail and would occasionally ask his daughter if she was satisfied.

When Jasper stepped into the studio, he saw there were three men inside surrounding Ruby and asking for measurements.

Ruby told them that she would not be taking any orders recently and said that it was not open for business yet. However, the three men beside her acted as if they did not hear her and kept asking for measurements.

The man in the lead had his hair combed back. He didn't look much older than Jasper, but he was dressed a little old-fashioned.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes that were shiny. He smiled and said, "Miss Blackwell, | know you just opened for business, but didn't your assistant say that your orders are already full recently? That means you can take them. I'm not in a hurry for you to take your time to complete my order. Let's change the WhatsApp number. Let me know when it's done. I'll try it on." The man's eyes were filled with lust. His smile was lecherous and very unfriendly.

The two men at the side echoed, "That's right. If your orders are full, it means that you can start customizing. Once we enter, it's business. Why don't you like us?" The leader said, "How can you say that? These two brats are insensible. They haven't read any books nor been educated and don't know how to speak. Miss Blackwell, don't mind them." On the pure white countertop were scissors, erasers, black markers, tape measures, scratch powder, staplers, automatic pencils, needle kits, and some black, navy blue rags, diagrams, and drawings.

Ruby casually put the needle bag on her wrist. She lowered her head and spread out a piece of black cloth with shiny stars on it.

She placed the tape measure on top of it and started measuring.

The three men were focused on Ruby and did not notice Jasper who had just entered. The assistant was a young lady who looked average.

The assistant had never seen such a scene before and was anxious. Mr. Blackwell said that she had to protect Ruby.

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The assistant went forward to help and explained nervously, "Hello, our order was set a few months ago. It was set by Ruby when she was in university, so we won't be going offline for the time being. Our studio will open at the end of next month. If you're interested at the end of next month..." The three of them acted as if they did not hear the assistant's words. They only felt that it was noisy and pushed the assistant.

The assistant staggered and almost fell.

Ruby's back was facing the assistant, so she did not see it. She lowered her head and said in an emotionless tone, "My assistant has already said what needs to be said. If you really want to make a reservation today, you can do it. Let my assistant help to measure you." Jasper's eyes turned cold. The three of them did not touch Ruby and just pestered her from a distance. Perhaps they were more or less afraid of the Blackwell family.

They mustered their courage in front of the beauty.

"I don't want a little assistant to measure me. | want..." The voice like shattered ice came from the door. "Don't you understand human language? Didn't you hear her say that she won't accept the order?” The three of them turned their heads in unison. The other two were a little rash as they strode towards the door. "Who are you? Do you think you have the right to speak in front of our bro? Dumbass." Visit english.net to read full content.

Upon hearing this, Jasper stood up.

With one hand in his pocket and the other casually movi ia cores! of 1 AY Edn errifying Ss fe: He walked to the person who had scolded him just now and quickly q ' 3 0 grabbed this guy's chin and pulled it ' q q gently. The man's chin was instantly dislocated. Please read the original content at english.net.

No one had ever called him a dumbass since he was a kid. On the other hand, he looked calm as if nothing had happened. His eyes sank to the bottom of the lake.

"Ah..." The person whose jaw had been dislocated was in so much pain that he couldn't say a word.

Others might not be able to tell Jasper's emotions, but Ruby, who had grown up with him, could tell that he was angry. She quickly put down her work and handed a tissue to Jasper, gesturing for him to wipe it. "I'm fine." Jasper did not reply. The coldness in his eyes did not dissipate. He sat on the stage and took a tissue to wipe it. He threw it into the trash can handsomely and precisely and placed his hands on his lap.

He glanced at them with a gaze that could freeze people to death.

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The person in the lead recognized Jasper and knew who his father was.

He smiled and apologized. AIST man would so ight when the odds a " 2 ete &ainst him. "Jasper, | failed to q I~ § recognize you. It's just that the clothes | bought recently are not to my liking. | wanted to come to Miss ' . f Blackwell's to customize a few f | [1 pieces. I'll leave now." Please read the original content at english.net.