Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

The early morning in the cemetery was very lively and quiet. The lively ones were the chirping of birds, and the quiet ones were the pedestrians who didn't pass by. There were no congested honks. Today, Barron had been gone for an entire month, and Natalie had stayed in Adare Manor for an entire month.

Natalie placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone and took out a handkerchief and wet wipe from her pocket. She carefully wiped the dust off the tombstone. The surroundings of the tombstone were very clean.

Natalie was very satisfied. Barron loved cleanliness the most. He always swept the front of the courtyard clean.

From the day Barron was buried, Natalie found the cemetery's administrator and gave him another sum of money every month. She asked him to help clean the surroundings of Barron's tombstone every day. It seemed that the money was very effective, and it was indeed very clean.

After doing a series of actions, Natalie sat on the edge of the tombstone without feeling dirty at all.

Natalie leaned her head against the tombstone as if she was snuggling with Barron. At this moment, she was at her most relaxed. "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Let me tell you. I've been living in Adare Manor for a month. Did you not remember the time? You definitely didn't remember. Otherwise, why didn't you visit me in my dreams? They treated me quite well. You must have arranged the best for me. You can rest assured now. Also, I angered your son to death. He knew that you had given me all your assets and asked me for them. I didn't give them to him. You can't say that I'm heartless. You gave them to me yourself. Besides, I'm unwilling to give them to him.

"Grandpa, let me tell you another secret. I seem to be getting used to Trevon. He's the husband you chose for me. Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?" It should be a bad thing.

Natalie was a sensitive person. From the moment she started looking for Trevon this morning, she knew that her state of mind had changed. However, she did not want to tell Sherri about this because Trevon did not like her. They were going to get a divorce in two months.

Natalie wanted to leave freely.

Natalie leaned against the tombstone and chatted for more than an hour. She slowly got up and bowed to the tombstone reluctantly. "Grandpa, I'm leaving. I'll come and see you next time."

The moment Natalie turned around, the tears hidden in her eyes fell.

Hackett followed the Blackwell family to Henry's tombstone early in the morning. Today was the anniversary of Henry's death.

The Blackwell family had a rule. On the anniversary of Henry's death, all the juniors, regardless of whether they were overseas or domestically, had to rush back.

After cleaning the tombstone, the group of people walked out of the cemetery at the same time as Natalie.

Hackett caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. When Hackett saw the person's face clearly, he was very surprised.

Hackett was stunned for a moment.

The pretty woman beside him frowned. "Does this woman want to die? Why is she driving so fast?"

Hackett rebuked her cousin, Mia. "Don't judge anyone subjectively."

Mia had decided to come back after receiving a message last night. In the past, she would find a good excuse not to come back on this day. According to the Blackwell family's rules, Mia had to come back. After all, she was Henry's most beloved granddaughter.

Exceptions were normal.

Mia was wearing a black knitted dress and a pair of high heels. "Hackett, do you know that woman just now?"

Hackett ignored Mia and walked away. He did not like this so-called cousin of his.

However, they were relatives, and she was Hackett's uncle's daughter. He had to maintain a good relationship with her on the surface.

Mia pouted in dissatisfaction. Ever since she was young, she knew Hackett disliked her very much. Hackett even treated his neighbor better than her.

However, it did not matter. Mia did not come back this time to repair her relationship with Hackett. It did not matter if it was good or not. She wanted to start over...

At the foot of the mountain, Hackett turned around and said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, I'll go to the office first. I have a meeting in the morning."

Nathan Blackwell and Joy gestured for Hackett to go quickly. Work was more important.

After getting into the car, Hackett started the engine and called Trevon with his Bluetooth earpiece. "What are you doing, Mr. Wilson?" His tone was a little teasing.

The man's voice came from the other end of the line. Trevon didn't want to talk nonsense with Hackett. "You have recovered?"

Hackett turned the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at the rearview mirror. "Trevon, I still feel pain all over my body today. I held on for the entire morning so that my parents wouldn't notice. Otherwise, my mom would definitely settle scores with you."

"Are you sure after your mom knows why I hit you, will she be here to get even with me, or will she go home and slap you?"

Hackett was speechless. Trevon still remembered it.

If Joy found out that Hackett was courting Trevon's wife, he would definitely be punished. It would be even worse.

"Do you want to listen to two things?"

"If you have something, say it quickly. I don't have time to bullshit with you."

Hackett could not catch his breath. "Mr. Wilson, what's wrong? Don't tell me Mrs. Wilson didn't satisfy you last night? You are so hot-tempered."

Trevon was speechless.

To prevent Trevon from getting really angry, Hackett hurriedly said, "I saw Mrs. Wilson when I was visiting my grandpa's grave this morning. She should be here to see Mr. Barron. Mrs. Wilson's back view looked a little lonely and depressed."

Trevon's typing hand paused. This woman went to the cemetery in the morning? She had to be on duty at night. Today was not a special day. Why did she go to the cemetery?

Was she in a bad mood?

Without getting an answer, Hackett even thought that the call had ended. Because it was silent, he called out tentatively, "Mr. Wilson, are you listening?"

"Yes."

Hackett was speechless. Why didn't Trevon say something since he didn't hang up? "There's one more thing. Mia is back..."

Trevon returned to his usual coldness. "What does it have to do with me?"

Hackett reminded Trevon again, "What do you think? She doesn't know that you're already married. She hasn't come back for so many years. She's probably back this time because of you. I think Mrs. Wilson is quite good. If you really don't like her, don't hurt her."

"You're quite protective of her. She won't have a chance." As soon as Trevon finished speaking, the call was ended.

Hackett was dumbfounded. Who was Trevon talking about who didn't have a chance?

It was boring to drive alone. It would take an hour to get from the cemetery to the company, and it was so congested. Hackett was so bored that he wanted to chat with Frank. The call went through. "Mr. Roberts, you're still sleeping. You don't have a woman. Why do you sleep so much every day?"

Frank replied, "To nourish the kidney."

Hackett couldn't help but roll his eyes. Who did Frank say with a bad kidney?

Hackett did not care about what Frank meant. "Let's analyze something together. I saw Mrs. Wilson at the cemetery this morning. My heart aches when I see her come alone to visit her grandfather's grave. It's not easy. Mr. Wilson really doesn't have any pity for her. How could he let Mrs. Wilson come alone?" Hackett didn't care if Frank liked to hear or not and just kept talking.

"Don't get yourself killed."

"I didn't. Don't tell me you didn't feel anything when you saw such a woman come to such a sad place alone? Also, Mia is back. I just told Mr. Wilson. Mr. Wilson said she didn't have a chance. Do you think he said that Mrs. Wilson didn't have a chance or that Mia didn't have a chance?"

Frank pinched the space between his eyebrows and sat up. "Don't focus on Natalie. Whether she is pitiful or will suffer, Trevon didn't say anything. Don't get involved." It was rare for Frank to say so much. Although Frank could tell that Trevon's attitude toward Natalie was different, he knew Trevon's personality. Trevon was not easy to control and was very arrogant. Hence, Frank could not be 100% sure about what would happen in two months. It could only be determined by the people involved. The onlookers could not interfere too much, even if they were best friends.

"I'm not involved. Then who do you think Mr. Wilson is talking about by having no chance?" Hackett continued asking.

"Think for yourself. I will hang up."

Hackett, who didn't get an answer, hung up and scolded Frank.

Hackett shouldn't have called Frank. Why did he expect an answer from Frank? This person was just like Trevon. He was tight-lipped and scheming.

It was harder than ascending to the heavens to get an answer from Frank. It was because Hackett was too free that he called Frank.