Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437

Half an hour later, Ava wore comfortable home shoes and a comfortable sportswear outfit. She descended the stairs in a cheerful mood.-

She wore a pleasant smile as she hopped down the stairs, each step causing Frank, who followed closely behind her with concern, to feel his heart tighten. He was afraid she might tumble down the stairs.”

Unable to resist his concern, he spoke in a gentle tone, “Slow down. Be careful.

Ava looked around and didn’t spot the figure of Emma. She obediently responded, “Oh, where’s Mom?”

Frank remained cautious and quickly walked to the staircase, reaching out to hold her hand as she descended. He answered calmly, “She’s in the greenhouse.”

He had just seen the bodyguards moving numerous orchids and various flowers he didn’t recognize into the greenhouse. Emma was probably arranging and studying them.

Frank was not surprised that his mother–in–law enjoyed tending to flowers. From Emma’s personality and demeanor, it was evident that she was a patient, life–loving individual who understood and empathized with others.

Frank had heard people say that those who loved gardening also had certain expectations for their attire and appearance because they loved beauty.

This statement might hold true for his mother–in–law. She always dressed tastefully, radiating an elegant simplicity while maintaining the expected touch of luxury.

However, this statement wouldn’t apply to Rose. Rose loved flowers but not the act of gardening. Even a cactus wouldn’t be safe in her hands. Yet, she had a strong sense of aesthetics and always chased after the latest fashion trends.

Upon hearing that Emma was in the greenhouse, Ava habitually replied, “Okay, I thought Mom was doing yoga. By the way, Frank, does your mother do yoga?”

-Within a second, Ava thought of her futufe mother–in–law.

Frank held her hand and led her toward the dining room without immediately addressing the question. Instead, he was more concerned about her appetite. What would you like to eat?”

Ava pondered for a second and decided. “I’ll have a cup of hot milk. It’s not too early now, and lunch is coming up soon. I’ll have a little something to fill my stomach.”

The servant immediately went to prepare her request.

Frank finally answered the earlier question, “Grace doesn’t practice yoga. She usually practices kickboxing and mixed martial arts.”

Yoga, which cultivated elegance and a graceful figure, was definitely not something Grace would enjoy.

It could really make her uncomfortable.

Frank was sure of that.

Upon hearing this, Ava felt utterly impressed. She found it incredibly cool and charismatic. It was so captivating that she sat up straight, listening attentively to Frank, afraid of missing any important information. She asked eagerly, “Tell me more! I think she’s so cool. Do you have any videos of her working out?”

Definitely not. Who would dare to film a video of Grace?

Frank glanced at the curious Ava and answered, “No, but when we’re in Athana, you can watch her train in person.

In the meantime, the milk had been brought over and placed on the table. Frank reached out to test the temperature, confirming it was suitable. “Drink up quickly.”

From the eager anticipation in Ava’s eyes, it was clear that she admired Grace and wanted to see her train. As for the problem of mother–in–law and daughter–in–law relationship. Frank wasn’t worried at all.

By the time Ava finished her milk, Emma entered the room, patting her gown and giving orders to the servants to prepare

lunch.

Emma strolled in at a leisurely pace. Her tone was gentle as she asked, “Frank, what do you like to eat?”

“I’m fine with anything”

“Alright, I’ll go change my clothes. I accidentally got some dirt on this one. For lunch, make some buttermilk wasted chicken, salad, and seafood carbonara spaghetti”

The latter part of her sentence was directed at the servants.

After saying that, Emma lifted her gown and headed upstairs. She smiled briefly toward Ava while turning.

These were actually dishes that Frank enjoyed. He remembered that whenever he was with Ava for a meal, he never showed

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his food preferences.

After thinking for a while, there was only one reason why his mother–in–law knew his preferences so well, and that was Grace.

Unconsciously, he smirked.

During lunch, only three people sat at the table. At noon, Daniel wouldn’t be returning for the meal, and Joseph was on a long business trip.

Due to Emma’s warm invitation, Frank gave in to courtesy and had eaten a lot. Ava, seeing how much he enjoyed it, also ate

a lot.

Emma always understood the space young people needed. After finishing lunch, she went to the study. Ava explained that her mother had the habit of reading in the afternoon and practicing yoga and gardening in the morning.

A person’s scholarly disposition couldn’t be faked. It was engraved deep within, as was the case with Emma. She was truly cultured, and her temperament was ingrained.

Inside the piano room, the curtains were drawn back, and the thin sunlight streamed onto the piano, illurninating the entire space. A black grand piano stood in the center, with a bench placed in front of it.

In the sunlight, the piano keys gleamed, shining like stars, dazzlingly brilliant.

Even though Ava was dressed in sportswear, her slender fingers casually pressed a couple of keys as she sat on the bench. creating a beautiful melody.

Frank didn’t sit down. Instead, he crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the piano.

didny:

His gaze remained fixed on Ava, and he said. “Baby Ava, play something.”

“You want to hear me play?”

Frank hadn’t heard Ava play the piano before, and the atmosphere seemed right today. He was interested, so he said, “Yes.” “Well then, what kind of piece do you want to hear? Something elegant, melancholic, or cheerful?”