Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 146

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Having just finished her shower, Natalie prepared to slip into the cozy comfort of her bed and won the her son ter sleep. As she settled under the covers, her phone chimed with a message. Without a doubt, it wors from that man. “Sorry, can you retune me from your blocklist? 

She swiftly dismissed the message, paying it no mind, and lifted the covers to snuggle in Tenderly, the tidied up her soHIS bedding. “Jasper, it’s 8.00 PM. for us to turn in. Little ones must be fast asleep before 220 PM Close your little peepers 

now.” 

The little one blinked his innocent eyes, filled with anticipation. “Mommy, Auntie Ava. Unele Joseph ? 

Upon hearing his words, the little one yearned for his Auntie Ava and Uncle Joseph Natalie playfully pinched his tiny noe and leaned down to give him an affectionate nudge. “You miss them, huh? Well, we’ll have to wait a little longer. Auntie Aora and Uncle Joseph will be here next month. When they arrive, Mommy will take some time off so we can all go out and have 

a blast. How does that sound?” 

The little one beamed with delight, his face radiating pure innocence. “Sounds awesome” And with that, he obediently closed his eyes. 

Natalie leaned down once again, planting a tender kiss on Jasper’s forehead “Sleep tight. Mommy’s right here to watch over you.” 

The early spring sunlight bathed everything in its gentle warmth the following morning, accompanied by a playful breeze that tickled the skin. 

This kind of weather was made for riding a motorbike, and the thought alone excited Natalie. She made her way to the garage, fastened her helmet securely, inserted the keand y into the ignition. The engine roared to life, and the exhilarating, sound sent a surge of energy through her. With her long legs grounded, she started the bike and expertly positioned her legs on each side. As she accelerated, she couldn’t help but notice the envious glances the attracted from onlookers. 

Just as Natalie set off, a sleek black Maybach followed closely. He had sent her a message the night before, but the had yet to dismiss it, not expecting any response. She had refrained from blocking his new number, a gesture of tolerance. 

Jim arrived early to pick up Trevon and couldn’t help but admire the sight of Mrs. Wilson on her motorbike. He grinned and complimented, “Mr. Wilson, don’t you think Mrs. Wilson looks incredibly cool riding that motorbike Can you imagine how exhilarating it would be if you caught up to her one day, cruising together on the open roadin 

The image flashed vividly in his mind, portraying a scene of sheer elegance and beauty, just like an exquisite couple. Yes, the uncertainty lingered as Mr. Wilson contemplated how long he would wait. His slow and cautious approach to wooing Natalie seemed akin to a snail’s pace, unlike the proactive nature of Mr. Blackwell. Although Mr. Blackwell’s methods carried risks, he had at least made a bold move to assert his presence before Miss Landor. 

Simultaneously, Trevon’s thoughts conjured an alluring vision of himself and Natalie riding motorbikes together. The image appeared enchanting and filled him with longing. 

Observing the lack of response from Trevon seated behind him, Jim began to regret his playful comment. After a short while, Trevon said, “Prepare a dress suitable for someone around 5.9 feet tall. It should be long, reaching the floor with a daring high slit. And don’t forget a wig and earrings” 

Jim abruptly hit the brakes, fearing he had misheard. He quickly regained control of the car, causing Trevon to be jostled slightly. A somber expression settled on Wilson’s face, but he refrained from uttering a word. 

After stabilizing the car, Jim cautiously began to speak, “Mr. Wilson. Are you. Are you the one who wants to wear it?” As he finished his sentence, the expression on his face went from anticipation to a mix of confusion and amusement, for he couldn’t help but imagine Mr. Wilson wearing a dress, high heels, and long flowing hair. It seemed mismatched and out of place, suppressing his urge to laugh. 

Trevon’s face grew even more grim. “Enough with the useless chatter. I told you to prepare, so get it done. And buy an inconspicuous voice changer as well” 

Jim remained silent. Was Mr. Wilson considering transforming into a woman to pursue Mrs. Wilson? It seemed utterly 

unbelievable. 

Noticing Jim at the wheel, lost in inappropriate thoughts, Trevon interjected abruptly. “Stop indulging in those absurd fantasies” 

Jim contemplated sharing the astonishing news with Frank and the others if given the opporturaty Is Mr. Wilson planning to dress in women’s attire to pursue Mrs. Wilson? Well, the mental image was downright corrucal 

Meanwhile, Sherri walked into the office and immediately noticed a compicuous bouquet of fiery red roses adorning her desk. It commanded attention, its size hinting at a generous amount of at least 99 blooms. 

Without setting down her bag, she reached for the bouquet, curiouty piqued by the early morning surprise. Her delicate hand grasped the card, finding its contents a tad cliché “Spring has arrived. Love is bloworning I offer this bouquet of roses to express my heartfelt affection. Waste no time, my fondness for you. From your admirer, Hackett” 

Sherri stared at the card momentarily, a hint of smugness tugging at her expression. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of 

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superiority. Well, it seemed like Hackett had developed a liking for her. Good choice, she thought to herself. 

Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of the bouquet with the card, swiftly sending it to her best friend. 

Meanwhile, Natalie was changing clothes, feeling relatively upbeat. She noticed her phone screen light up on the table and took her time finishing her outfit before picking it up. As she read the message, a wave of discomfort washed over her. “That’s quite touching, she responded with a voice message, revealing a slight unease. 

Sherri promptly replied with a text message. “Do you think I’m so easily moved? Nonetheless, it does add a pleasant touch to the office atmosphere. Would you like me to share half of it with you?” 

Natalie quickly declined, “No, thank you. I couldn’t possibly accept. Enjoy it yourself.” 

Sherri didn’t push the matter further and tucked the card away in a drawer. She was curious to see how long this person’s infatuation would last. The bouquet found its place in a corner, as she knew better than to bring them home and face Juana’s judgment.