Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 

It was quiet at night, and a speed chase was taking place in the suburbs of Athana. Three white motorcycles were chasing a black motorcycle madly. They chased one another and refused to give way to anyone. They even tried to knock down the other party. 

The black motorcycle was in the middle while the two white ones were on its left and right. The third was right behind the three. In the darkness, the four motorcycles looked exceptionally conspicuous on the brightly lit road. 

The roar of the four motorcycles together was so loud that the sound tore through the sky thunderously. It even startled the birds resting on the tree branches. 

Only the black motorcycle in the middle had a single rider. The two motorcycles on either side of the black one had pillion riders. Those pillion riders were holding weapons and they kept swinging them at Natalie Foster. She revved hard to dash to the front and those two pillion riders altnost hit each other as they swung their metal rods. They were so angry that they cursed out loud. 

“Fuck! This woman is crazy.” 

“Cut the crap. Catch up quickly.” It wasn’t easy for them to get a live deal. They hadn’t had a job for a month, so they had to rely on this job to fill their tummies. 

The motorcycle rider at the back was an impatient person. He went all out and hit the back of Natalie’s motorcycle violently. Her motorcycle was sent spinning a few times and she fell to the ground. 

Natalie stood up as quickly as she could. She bit her lip and her eyes were filled with hostility. She clenched her fists and looked at the three motorcycles that had stopped. She counted a total of six people. 

Thereafter, the six of them spread out strategically and surrounded Natalie. They then said in a depraved tone, “Beauty. you’re quite attractive. It’s a pity that you’ve offended someone. We have no choice but to take your life today.” 

Natalie gave a steer. It was still not certain who was taking whose life today. “Not a bad idea. Can you allow me to send a message and say my final words?” 

They were not fools. “You want to call the police? Do you think we’re stupid?” 

Initially, Natalie wanted to fight for some time to practice, but it seemed like she would not be given a chance. 

Just as the hitmen were mulling over this, two vehicles, a black Toyota and a Porsche, suddenly rushed out and knocked over the three motorcycles without any mercy. 

The six of them noticed that something was wrong and glared at Natalie furiously. One of them shouted angrily, “Bitch, you called for help!” 

Natalie had just fallen down and her jeans were dirty. She dusted them off nonchalantly. ‘Don’t malign me. I wanted to send a message to tell them not to come. Didn’t you say I’m not allowed to? Now you are blaming me.” 

Those few guys gritted their teeth in anger when they saw her calm, breezy expression. However, they didn’t know who the other party was and didn’t dare to act rashly. They were just trying to make money and didn’t want to lose their lives. 

Those few guys felt very torn between attacking and doing nothing. They could not call off the attack since they had already accepted the money. What if this person they offended was a big shot? They were not lacking in perception. They could tell with one look that the new arrivals were not ordinary people. 

A man in black sportswear got out of the black Toyota and stood respectfully beside Natalie Foster. “Miss Natalie.”, 

Natalie held her forehead in exasperation. Weren’t these guys a little too fast? She just wanted to give vent to her emotions a little. Why was it so difficult? 

Following closely behind was the Porsche. After the car stopped, the headlights were turned on, illuminating the venue brightly. At this moment, the place was like a stage. No, it was an arena. Frank Roberts opened the door on the driver’s side and alighted. He was wearing a white casual shirt and a pair of black jeans. A cigarette was dangling from his mouth and he 

a roguish air about him. 

had 

Hackett Blackwell alighted down from the passenger side. He was wearing a pair of light-colored jeans and a pink tee shirt. It made him look pink and tender. In Natalie’s dictionary, he could only be described as a pink bomb about to go off Without a doubt, Trevon Wilson must be here too. And speaking of the devil, the man showed up in his usual suit and leather shoes. He exuded an icy air as he walked around the front of the car and headed straight for Natalie. 

Was this a fighting arena or a catwalk? These guys were clearly here to show off. 

Frank did not step forward. He lit his cigarette and leaned against the front of the car to watch the show. Right now, he wanted to remain quietly on one side and be a spectator. 

Hackett was displeased. “Dammit. I asked you to come here and fight, not smoke. Hurry up and attack” 

Frank remained calm and did not show any intention of joining the fight. He said unhurriedly. “Wait for Trevon to finish his performance. Don’t you want to watch the show?” 

Hackett thought, “Of course, I do. Alright then. Ell watch too.” 

With this thought in mind, he asked Frank for a cigarette and leaned against the side of the car. “Move over a little and let me lean” 

Frank retorted in disdain. “How big is your fucking butt?” Hackett alone occupied half of the front of the car. 

“A big butt is good for having babies.” 

Frank cast him a side glance discreetly. “If you can give birth. I’ll give Lithern Club to you.” 

Hackett thought. “Fuck you. You only said that because you didn’t want to give it to me. If I could give birth, why would I need Sherri Landor? Won’t I be taking charge of both shooting and egg-laying?” 

The next second, Hackett started to show off with a look of superiority. “I already have a daughter. Are you envious? Are you jealous?” 

Frank was a man of few threatening words. He simply slapped Hackett on the back of his head outright. “You either shut up or go up and fight” This guy was so annoying. 

Trevon stood beside Natalie with a vicious expression, ready to fight with her side by side. Initially, he had called upon Frank and the others to come and clean up in the aftermath and he would leave with Natalie. In the end, those two rascals only came to watch the show. They were even stroking. 

Trevon stood in front of Natalie and turned aside to ask, “Are you hurt?” 

Natalie silently cursed at him, grumbling how could she get hurt when they arrived so fast. She asked in a low voice, “Can you stand aside? They can’t possibly escape, can they? Let me get some exercise.” 

Trevon was utterly speechless. He turned sideways and met Natalie’s pleading gaze. Inwardly, he did not want to give in to her but outwardly, he said, “Be careful. Ill stand by the side.” 

Natalie felt that Trevon would affect her performance by standing at the side. She raised her chin and said, “Stand by the car with them. I’ll be done in a while.” 

Trevon thought, “She’s looking down on me! I wanted to be the hero and save the damsel in distress. In the end, I didn’t get to save her and had to step aside.” 

With those guys around, these goons would not be able to hurt Natalic. If she was injured, these goons would be sent to hell in minutes. 

Hackett watched as Trevon walked toward their car. Natalie was warming up. Hackett grabbed Frank’s arm and shook it. “Fuck! Mrs. Wilson is taking charge all by herself! Then haven’t we come in vain? Mr. Wilson won’t have a chance to show off anymore? 

Frank did not even look at Hackett. He pulled his arm back in disdain and even dusted his arm clean. The corners of his mouth curled up. He concurred with Hackett in his heart. How could a girl who could take down Trevon Wilson be ordinary 

Natalie asked, “Did Elena Foster ask you guys to come?” 

The leader said in what he thought was a very professional tone. “Beauty, we have a rule in the underworld, and that is we can’t reveal the employer’s information. But we don’t have to accept this order either. Shall we take it that we have come to the 

wrong place and each side can just disperse on its own? What do you think?” 

Natalie thought. “Why didn’t you say that you didn’t have to accept this job before they came? You even said just now that you wanted my life. This change in attitude is really comparable to Trevon Wilson’s about-face.” 

Natalie did not want to beat around the bush. Either way, she would still get her answer, so she did not waste time anymore, “Alright. Since you guys are so honorable, I can’t make things difficult for you guys, can I? I don’t like to coerce people.” 

She raised her beautiful eyes and said in a cocky tone. “Since you guys have already accepted the money, you still have to work. You still have to beat me up. Besides, if you’ve already accepted the money, you probably can’t bear to return it. Let’s treat this as a friendly match. If you guys defeat me, I’ll ask them to let you go. How about that?” 

When she saw that those few goons still appear incredulous, Natalie continued, “Don’t worry. My greatest strength is that I keep my word. There is no need to worry at all” She herself didn’t believe her own words. 

One of the goons was tempted. He stared at her and asked, “You have to keep your word.” They did not believe that they could not defeat a woman. 

Natalie put on a guileless expression. “Do I look like someone who doesn’t keep her word?” 

That goon wanted to reply that she did look very much like someone who wouldn’t keep her word, but since they were already at an impasse, they might as well take a gamble. When they left this place, they would definitely settle scores with that woman. How could she say that Natalie did not have any backers? They could tell with one look that those few people leaning against the front of the car were not as simple as they appeared. 

Hackett started to make a bet with Frank resentfully. “Do you think Mrs. Wilson will keep her word?” 

 “No” Frank spat out his answer without hesitation. Even if she kept her word, this guy beside Frank and Hackett would not keep his word. 

“How boring Why is your answer the same as mine?” 

Frank didn’t even want to talk to Hackett. Trevon walked over and asked Frank for a cigarette. He lit it and held it in his mouth. In the end, three of the four men smoked and one stood to the side. The woman fought in the middle and single-handedly took on 6 people at once. The scene was exceptionally exciting. They were just short of a tub of popcorn to enjoy the show 

Hackett saw that Trevon was not worried at all and asked curiously, “Trevon, aren’t you worried?” 

Trevon took a puff of his cigarette and stared at the arena they had created. He said slowly, “She will have to put in some effort. If she wants to vent, just let her.” 

He could not find a reason for Natalie to hit him. Now, wasn’t it just nice? She could give vent to all her negative energy. Trevon was more than happy to have someone be her punching bag in his stead. 

Hackett rolled his eyes vehemently at Trevon in his heart. “Since you know that Mrs. Wilson can beat them, why did you call me here? To cheer her on?” He still wanted to go on a date. Didn’t this guy know that Hackett was still on probation? This was too much. 

Frank thought, “He’s treating you to a free show yet you’re still full of complants. If you don’t want to watch, just get lost.” This fellow was so noisy. Frank thought he had to look for a quiet girlfriend in the future. 

One side was chatting enthusiastically while the other side was fighting until they were sweating profusely. A few men were beaten to the ground. Natalie vented all her frustration on those goons but she still hadn’t had enough. “Come at me again. Don’t you guys want to leave?” 

In order to survive, a few people endured the pain and continued to fight Natalie. She was like a tireless tiger beating them up ruthlessly. 

Natalie could not help wondering whether Elena had run out of money. Why did she hire a bunch of useless trash? They couldn’t withstand any beating at all. They were not even as good as the thugs she met two years ago. 

A few days later, this idea of Natalie’s was proven true. 

Frank crossed his arms in front of his chest and couldn’t resist shaking his head. “Tsk’ Tsk… What you have here is not a delicate wife, but a ferocious wife. Your taste is pretty much verging on the violent side.” 

From the view of his side profile, Trevon had a smug look on his face and a smile on the corner of his lips. Hackett was also stunned. Was this still a woman? They had been fighting for almost half an hour, but he still did not see any signs that Mrs. Wilson wanted to stop. Hackett had already smoked three cigarettes. He suggested with sincerity, “Trevon, after you win Mrs Wilson back, if she wants to exercise, I suggest you change to another type of activity. The kind that can bring sexual bliss. Both sides will be happy” It was better not to choose the kind of activity where they had to rub ointment for each other. It was too brutal. This Mrs Wilson was not a kind person. She was downright ruthless. 

Hackett could not help feeling a clull down his spine. Fortunately, that woman Sherri did not learn this from Mrs. Wilson. When he thought of this, he decided that Sherri was still more suitable for him. 

He felt more certain in his heart, and his good impression of Sherri multiplied many times, 

Trevon saw that the woman’s eyes had also turned bloodshot from fighting. He massaged the spot between his eyebrows and said in a provocative manner, “You are only on probation yourself. You don’t even know when you’re going to be fired. Why are you so cocky?” 

Frank was here solely to watch the show. He chuckled softly and said, “If you’re not happy, get back at him. Why are you looking at me?”