Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)
Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Sherri was in a good mood after finishing her big task. She hummed a song and went to replace Natalie to get off work together.

"Why did you get off work so quickly today? You've already changed your clothes. What are you going to do? Are you going on a date with Mr. Wilson?" Sherri had a curious look on her face.

Natalie knew Sherri was used to gossiping. Natalie raised her eyebrows. and asked, "Mr. Wilson asked me to box with him. Are you going?"

"The way the two of you promote your relationship is really special. When other couples are on a date, they will go for a candlelight dinner. The two of you are actually fighting to the death and torturing each other." Sherri could not help but sigh. Trevon was really not someone ordinary people could bear to be with. He was too special.

As Sherri spoke, Natalie took her phone and put it in her pocket. "So much nonsense. Are you going or not?"

"Yes, of course. I want to see how you were defeated by Mr. Wilson."

Natalie couldn't be bothered to say another word to Sherri. She called Jim directly. "Hello, Mr. Hawk."

"Mrs. Wilson, what's the matter?" Jim, who was on the way to pick up Natalie, glanced at the man in the backseat.

When Jim called Mrs. Wilson, the man slowly opened his eyes.

No one knew what Natalie said, but Jim said directly, "Okay, Mrs. Wilson, it's Lithern Club."

After Jim hung up, Trevon maintained his silence and did not ask what was going on.

"Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson told us not to pick her up. Miss Landor will send her over. We'll go over directly." After saying that, Jim carefully observed Trevon's expression. As expected, it darkened a little. It turned out that Trevon wanted to pick up Natalie, but Sherri intercepted him.

Actually, there were three reasons why Natalie did not want Trevon to pick her up. Firstly, Natalie was afraid that if the people in the hospital. saw them, it would affect her reputation. There would be too many Chapter 34

people, and they might say something about Natalie being a kept woman. Secondly, they would get a divorce in the next two months. There was no need to get Trevon to pick her up and cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Thirdly, Natalie was really not used to staying in the same space as Trevon.

Ever since they returned from the Wilson's residence last night, Natalie. realized that Trevon's attitude toward her did not seem to be as sarcastic as before.

Natalie drove, and they arrived at the Lithern Club underground garage in twenty minutes.

The road was too congested. Sherri drove in a rigid manner and followed behind obediently. Even if the car in front of hers drove at 20 kilometers per hour, Sherri would still follow them. Sherri did not know how to overtake. Natalie was anxious when she saw this.

When they entered Lithern Club, it was dark. The front door didn't open. They had come up through the elevator in the underground garage. Lithern Club was closed during the day. It started at 9:30 p.m., and 10. p.m. had always been the beginning of Athana's nightlife.

Sherri looked around the huge venue and was a little flustered. It was dark, and the lights were not turned on. "Natalie, why do I feel a trace of fear? My scalp is a little numb."

Natalie knew that Sherri was afraid of the dark. Natalie immediately put her arm around Sherri's shoulders and patted Sherri gently. "What are you afraid of? I'm here. Look! The light in the room on the left on the second floor is on. Let's go up and take a look."

Trevon didn't invite Natalie here for murder but for boxing.

Sherri took Natalie's arm and followed her upstairs.

When Natalie opened the door, she saw a huge boxing arena. After entering, Natalie saw a boxing glove rack at 6 feet. There were all kinds of boxing gloves and a helmet.

No matter what, Sherri was a member of the four major families. However, when she saw this collection, she could not help but sigh. Rich people really had different ways of playing.

"Mrs. Wilson?" Hackett's eyes were about to pop out. Didn't Trevon say that he had an appointment to box? Trevon asked Frank to vacate the Chapter 34

venue. Why was Natalie here?

Hackett was dumbfounded. Even Frank was a little puzzled. What was Trevon going to play at? Why did Trevon replace Natalie to watch his boxing?

Natalie had already been attracted by this shelf of boxing gloves as if she had seen rare treasures. She did not notice the difference in the two men's gazes at all. "Can I see what's on it?" Frank understood now. Natalie was good at boxing too.

Frank nodded slightly to indicate that Natalie could do whatever she wanted and pulled Hackett back. "If you don't want Mr. Wilson to see you courting death, stand further away." Hackett was unhappy. Why could Frank stand so close to Natalie, but he had to be so far away?

Sherri said happily, "Natalie, these are all your favorites. Natalie, look! Isn't this the helmet you've always wanted to buy? I saw the photo you showed me and didn't think it was good. But the real thing is really beautiful and cool."

Natalie was also mesmerized. She took the helmet from Sherri and looked at it carefully, but she quickly put it back.

However, Natalie still looked at it a few times before looking away.

This helmet was bought by Frank at a high price after a long time. During this period, he even used a little trick. He cherished it very much and usually did not let Hackett touch it.

The man was wearing a black suit as usual. Two buttons on his white. shirt were unbuttoned, and the collar was casually unbuttoned, revealing his slender and cold neck. The suit was flat without a trace of wrinkles, further accentuating his slender waist and long legs.

Trevon had been here for five minutes. He had been standing outside the door and watching the woman's reluctance to part with the helmet. From her eyes, Trevon could tell that she liked this helmet so much.

This woman was really different. She didn't like bags or clothes but liked helmets, motorcycles, and gloves.

It was really interesting. Natalie was not as coy and pretentious as ordinary young women.

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Natalie had not only looked at the helmet just now, but she had also tried on the gloves repeatedly.

How could such a speed-seeking, stimulating, and aggressive woman resist the temptation to choose to be a doctor?

Hackett's eyes were sharp. "Mr. Wilson, where's the person accompanying you to box? Why isn't he here yet?"

Trevon raised his eyes slightly and looked at Hackett in disdain. "Go get an ophthalmology test tomorrow. You're blind."

Hackett was stunned.

Upon hearing the commotion, Natalie and Sherri turned to look at the noble Trevon.

Natalie spoke first. "How do we fight?"

Trevon stood upright and looked down at the woman who was on the stage and had a competitive look on her face. "It's up to you. I can use one hand." "There's no need. I never take advantage of others. One will be the

winner if he or she beats the other until he or she can't get up." Since they wanted to fight, they couldn't be so casual. Otherwise, boxing would be meaningless.

It was a little surprising.

Trevon had underestimated Natalie's ruthlessness.

Frank looked at Natalie with admiration. This was the first time he had

seen such a ruthless woman.

Jim was surprised. Natalie was so awesome. The winner would only be determined when one beat the other until he or she could not get up. How serious would it be? Wouldn't he have to fight to the death? How was this a spar? Wasn't this the situation of one dying or the other living?

Hackett's mouth was wide open the entire time. He could not say a word. Fortunately, Frank had stopped him. Otherwise, he would have lost his life.

Natalie was a ruthless person. Hackett could not afford to offend her. She could even kill him by throwing him over her shoulder.

Sherri knew that Natalie was serious every time she boxed. It was a form

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of venting and also an efficient way to relieve stress.

Sherri tugged at Natalie worriedly because her opponent was none other than Trevon. Sherri whispered softly in Natalie's ear. "Natalie, you can't do this. He's Trevon. No need to be so serious. Mr. Wilson has been

trained before."

Natalie, on the other hand, did not listen to Sherri at all. It was rare for someone to accompany Natalie to relieve her stress and vent. "Where are we going to change our clothes? Natalie had brought a bag of clothes. with her. They were all black sportswear.

Usually, when Natalie was under a lot of pressure, she would go to the boxing club to fight sandbags for a few hours or fight with the coach.

The two of them went to the changing room to change. Trevon was also dressed in black. The two of them stood together like bodyguards.

Frank lifted Hackett's chin with one hand in disdain. There's a leak."

Then, Frank walked straight to the sofa and casually crossed his legs. He lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke as he prepared to watch the competition. This was the first time Frank was so curious about the process of this competition. To Frank, the winner would definitely be Trevon.

Hackett was sitting next to Frank, waiting for the match to begin. Only Sherri was a little worried.

Jim said warmly, "Don't worry, Miss Landor. Mr. Wilson won't hurt Mrs. Wilson. Today's spar is just to replace out Mrs. Wilson's foundation." Sure enough, Jim's words alleviated Sherri's worries.