Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 675

Upon hearing this, Liam was speechless. "Dad, are you delusional? How can you tell that Jasper has feelings for my sister? I'll say this today. Whether it's Jasper or my sister, they don't have the kind of feelings you think for each other. Just rest assured. You're too paranoid. If you do this, my sister won't be able to get married in the future."

"How old is your sister now? Even if she will get married, it won't be now." He couldn't bear to part with her. Even if his daughter didn't get married for the rest of her life, he was willing.

Receiving Hackett's cold warning gaze, Liam's tone softened. He said helplessly, "Alright, you're my biological father. You have the final say. Tell me, how do you want me to watch? I'm almost becoming your spy. If my sister finds out, she'll kill me."

Liam was also very helpless. It was not easy to be a spy. On one side was his father, on the other side was his biological sister, and on the other side was all the men including Jasper.

He felt that his father's hypochondria was an illness that had been many years.

Perhaps he was already terminally ill.

'I heard from my mother that Mr. Trevon also had an illness that someone wanted to harm him in the past that was cured by Natalie. It seems that I have to ask my mother to talk to Natalie about his condition another day.' Liam thought about it in his heart and his thoughts drifted a little far away.

In the end, Hackett instructed his son in his room for more than 20 minutes before leaving for his daughter's room. As soon as Hackett left, Liam turned on the stereo again and moved his waist to get high.

It was as if the conversation between father and son just now was just nothing.

In his opinion, his father was just looking for imaginary enemies.

In the Wilson's residence.

At this moment, Trevon had transformed into a loving father helping his daughter unpack her luggage, while Natalie was helping her son pack.

Jasper was wearing black pajamas. He squatted down and planned to tidy himself up. "Mom, I'll do it myself."

As he spoke, he took the clothes from his mother's hands and placed them in the suitcase, smoothing out a corner of his shirt.

"I've put the scar removal ointment inside for you. Remember to apply it. If you can't get it, ask Olivia to help. Don't forget."

"Yeah, sure."

In the other room, Trevon asked his daughter to bring this and that. He would like to move his house overseas. Looking at the packed luggage, Olivia expressed that it was a little heavy. "Dad, I'll only be gone for a few days, not a month. There's no need to bring so much."

Trevon's tone was irrefutable. He closed his daughter's suitcase and said, "Don't worry. If you feel that it's heavy, just leave the things you don't want in the hotel when you come back."

Seeing that her father insisted, Olivia did not say anything else. She could only nod and agree. She planned to wait for her father to leave and secretly take out some things from her luggage at night. She was only going on a holiday, not immigrant.

Before leaving, Trevon turned to his daughter and said, "Don't take it out. Daddy has prepared something useful for you."

"Alright, I won't take it out. You can check it again tomorrow morning." The plan to steal it was destroyed. Her father knew her too well. Olivia smiled playfully as a guarantee.

Late at night.

Everyone in the Wilson's residence was asleep except for Jasper. The room was bright, and he was reading at night. The quiet room was only filled with the sound of paper flipping and his own steady breathing.

The vibration of the phone was especially abrupt. Jasper flipped the book over and placed it on his lap. He reached out to pick up the phone by the bed and swiped the lock button with his slender fingers to check the messages.

The message was from Frank. It was a simple line of words. [The bodyguards are all mine.]

With just one sentence, Jasper understood. He subconsciously curled his lips and replied, [Thank you, Uncle.]

Frank replied, [Good luck. Don't learn from your father's holding back spirit.]

Jasper texted, [Okay.]

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. It was a good day to travel.

Trevon and Natalie sent their son and daughter to the airport. He still planned to let the children fly to Mosuland on a private plane for this trip. They could avoid unnecessary trouble and bring bodyguards.

At the airport, Hackett had already arrived. When he saw Trevon and the others coming over, he teased, "I've already waited for 10 minutes. If you don't come, I'll buy tickets for Ruby."

No one said anything. Trevon didn't seem to care and replied, "You've waited for 10 minutes, but you didn't buy the tickets."

"I'm just afraid that your plane will be too empty." The important thing was that it was safe. He could bring Ruby's four bodyguards to protect her. Hackett didn't say this.

He glanced at Jasper and saw that this brat had been talking to Olivia the entire time. He did not even look at Ruby. He was getting more and more handsome.

Stella jogged over with her luggage and explained in an apologetic tone, "Oh my god, I almost overslept. I'm sorry. I was a few minutes late. There was too much traffic on the road."

Hackett exposed her without giving her any face. "If you want to stay in bed, so be it. Who in the world doesn't know that you hate to get out of bed, Stella? An explanation is a cover-up."

"Sherri, mind your Hackett's stupid mouth. Why don't you just seal it?" Stella rolled her eyes at Hackett. He didn't have any emotional intelligence. Did he know how to chat? Did he know how to pretend to be polite?

Sherri replied with a grin, "He's just like this."