Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 46

The focus of the people in the entire living room was still on Natalie, just like the last time. Emily, who had always been ignored, felt uncomfortable.

"Natalie is not only good at saving people. She's very omnipotent. She's proficient in rock climbing, motorcycles, bungee jumping, smoking, and racing," Emily said sarcastically.

Upon hearing this praise, people in the entire living room fell silent.

The servants who had previously admired Natalie now had mixed feelings. How could a doctor's private life be so messy? She liked playing so much and even smoked? Was she a good doctor? They had different thoughts.

Natalie sneered in her heart. It had just started, yet Emily could not sit still anymore. She was too impatient.

A moment later, just as Natalie was about to speak, Trevon spoke first and stared at Emily. His tone was so cold that Emily kept shivering. "Miss, are you envious of my wife's hobbies?"

There was a hint of threat in Trevon's calm tone.

Anyone who heard this knew that Trevon was a little angry.

Natalie despised Emily in her heart. What a fool. Theo was just happy, and Emily suddenly embarrassed Natalie like this. Wasn't this indirectly saying that Theo didn't have good taste?

Emily haven't even married into the Wilson family yet, and she was already showing off in front of Trevon on her second trip.

At the very least, Natalie was Trevon's wife. But Emily actually wanted to defeat Natalie in such a hurry, and she did it so obviously. Emily was so stupid that Natalie didn't even want to talk to her.

Emily was such a fool.

Emily curled her hands on her knees and mustered her courage to say, "Mr. Wilson, I don't. I don't smoke and ride motorcycles."

What Emily meant was obvious. She emphasized she didn't do these useless things once again.

But Natalie did these things.

Natalie's lips curved into an ironic smile.

The man became even colder. He crossed his legs and leaned against the sofa. His hand casually wrapped around Natalie's shoulder, and they hugged each other in front of others' eyes.

Anyone with a discerning eye could understand what Trevon meant.

Natalie was very cooperative and did not push Trevon away.

"Then I'm all ears. What do you know, Miss? Have you won the Nobel Prize in Literature or some international award? What major are you in at university?"

Max nudged the woman beside him. "Feel free to say it. Don't you know a lot?"

Emily was quite angry. She knew nothing. She spent money to graduate from university.

Emily really did not have any ability. After she was brought back to the Foster family when she was eight years old, Elena doted on her and did not let her do anything, even when she was free. Emily had learned dancing and piano when she was young, but she could not persevere with her personality and did not have much perseverance. Every time after class, Emily would go home and cry. Elena was very worried, and she did not force her anymore. Elena thought that the Foster family would be Emily's sooner or later.

Emily stammered, "I know how to play the piano and dance."

For the first time, Trevon was aggressive toward a woman, forcing her no way to retreat. "Oh, is that so? What about your level? What awards have you won?"

"I'm too busy to take the exam."

Even a dandy like Max felt a little embarrassed at this moment. He reached out and wiped his face.

Peggy glared at Emily and started to smooth things over. "Trevon, don't argue with the young lady. She's just speaking too quickly and spouting nonsense."

Trevon did not answer Peggy's question. Emily's performance had already told everyone that she knew nothing.

Carlos suddenly caught a point. Natalie? Natalie? The Foster family?

"Natalie, Emily is your sister." There was not much doubt in his words but more affirmation.

Other than Trevon, Rachel, and Theo, everyone else present turned around and scanned the two of them.

Caleb turned to look at his wife beside him. Rachel helped him straighten the blanket on his knees again and patted the back of his hand.

Natalie, who was called again, said calmly, "No, my mom just gave birth to me before she passed away."

Max chuckled. He had thought that the two of them had similar names last time. It turned out that he had not guessed wrongly. It was just that the difference in their looks at that time was too great that he had dismissed this thought.

"So, you're half-sisters. What a coincidence."

Emily was glad that this woman did not expose the fact that her mother was a mistress. Trevon's attitude just now had already frightened Emily a little. Emily did not dare to cause trouble anymore.

Emily looked up pitifully and said to Natalie, "Natalie, I'm sorry. I spoke too quickly just now."

However, Natalie's behavior was not something Rachel could accept. Rachel still had to train her.

Yesterday, the entire family sat in the living room and was ordered by Theo to watch the entire live broadcast before they could get busy. Rachel could only sit there and watch it.

Natalie's calmness and decisiveness were very similar to Rachel's. Rachel was very satisfied with this. Even if Rachel chose a noble young lady of an aristocratic family, she might not be so calm and composed.

However, it was one thing for Rachel to be dissatisfied with Natalie. But if others bullied Natalie, it would be a slap to her and Trevon's faces. Rachel would teach Emily a lesson.

Rachel, who had always refused to admit defeat, had such a personality.

"That's because... because..." Emily couldn't say anything.

Emily couldn't say that Barron couldn't accept her mother's identity.

Without waiting for Emily to say anything, Rachel attacked again. "As far as I know, Miss Foster, you returned to the Foster family when you were eight years old. There's a difference of two years between you and Natalie. Then how can you be half-sisters, or..."

Emily hurriedly interrupted, "Even if he's not my biological father, my mother is married to him, and he is my father."

Rachel pretended to have an understanding expression. "Oh, so that's how it is. In that case, it's not wrong for Natalie to not acknowledge you. In reality, you are indeed not related by blood. However, Miss Foster, you don't have a full understanding of the superficial and deep meaning of the blood relation. Natalie is a doctor. Do you need her to spend some effort to explain it, Miss Foster?" Rachel raised her voice at the last few words.

Rachel's deeper meaning was to scold Emily for being illiterate.

However, Natalie and the others could tell that if Emily retorted that she was Harry's biological daughter, it would indicate that she admitted she was an illegitimate daughter. Emily could only say that she was a burden and not Harry's biological daughter.

Rachel was really amazing.

The expression on Emily's face was unusually colorful. Even the thick foundation could not hide the paleness on her face.

Emily kept rejecting Rachel and saying no need.

At the dining table, Natalie sat next to Rachel and said softly to her, "Thank you, Mrs. Wilson."

This sentence came from the bottom of Natalie's heart.

"I'm helping you to save Trevone's reputation, but it doesn't mean that I'm satisfied with you."

"I know."