Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)
Chapter 707

Around 10:30 p.m., Sherri finished her dinner but, due to not fully recovering her energy, she entered sleep early. This was prompted by the abundance of food brought back by Hackett. Joy was beginning to suspect that Sherri might be pregnant. Not only could she sleep well, but she also had a good appetite.

In a pavilion within the Blackwell family's villa, three men sat. Two of them held cigarettes with glowing tips between their fingers, creating intermittent light and shadow in the night. The third man was drinking beer. The table was filled with a variety of late-night snacks, including fruits, beer, and others. Two of the men still had traces of bruises on their faces. Trevon arrived in his pajamas as he was too lazy to change in the late night. Surprisingly, he found that Frank was also in his pajamas upon his arrival, and then there was Hackett, who walked out dramatically and was similarly dressed in sleepwear. Hackett's sleepwear was a bright red set, Trevon's was black, and Frank's was gray.

Trevon, holding a beer can with his well-defined fingers, took a sip and felt the coolness of it. He commented in a cold tone to Frank, "Is it that hot? Why buy something this freezing?"

Beer and late-night snacks were bought by Frank, and Trevon was also picked up by him. Frank couldn't help but retort, "Be content. I'm here to serve you."

Hackett took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaling smoke rings intentionally toward Trevon's face. Trevon waved his hand in disdain. If it weren't for his own son, he really wanted to kick Hackett to death. Trevon deliberately placed the beer can on the table with force, causing water stains to splash. The beer inside the can was then accurately splashed onto Hackett's pajama pants. Hackett instinctively stood up, shaking the beer off, cursing, "Damn, you did that on purpose."

Trevon acted innocent and asked, "Could my hand intentionally do that?"

Frank laughed, sat back casually, and picked up some snacks to eat. The three of them hadn't sat together like this for a long time. This matter wasn't informed to Chris, but even if it were, he wouldn't come for such late-night snacks. For someone like Chris, who valued health, eating late at night would shorten his lifespan.

The three of them chatted casually for hours, drinking most of the alcohol. Hackett couldn't handle alcohol as well as the other two; he was slightly intoxicated. Bringing up an old topic, he said, "You two colluded and plotted against my baby girl, Ruby."

Seeing the state of his friend, Frank knew Hackett had had too much to drink. Trevon wasn't much into the snacks; he only drank, nodding in agreement. "Wasn't planning to hide it from you forever. Why are you still harping on it? Look at me." He pointed to his cheeks and eyes.

Frank kept smiling, lit a cigarette on the table with a snap, and held it at the corner of his lips. "I guess every time we get drunk, the matter will be brought up again. It's something we'll never forget." Trevon speculated and said, "I guess he's about to take out his phone to settle the score soon."

Hackett had a peculiar habit. When he got drunk with men, he enjoyed settling the score and demanding compensation. He would take out his phone and continue calculating until the agreed-upon money was transferred, only then did he put down the phone for calculation.

Frank patted his pocket and chuckled. "I'm here to support the fighting, not the main character here, so I'm not paying for anything. I need to save money to prepare engagement gifts for my little girl, Nona." Then Hackett said, "You two were probably from the Secret Service in your past lives. Why not continue keeping it a secret? Or better yet, wait until I'm in the coffin, then bring some flowers in front of my grave to inform me."

Frank smirked and looked at the tipsy Hackett, teasing, "Do you think flowers are free? Don't you know how expensive things are nowadays?"

Then Hackett took out his phone and started calculating his mental distress fee. Both Frank and Trevon watched calmly, showing no signs of intervention. They appeared as if they were waiting for the final calculation results. Three men, one eating snacks, one drinking beer, and one tapping on the calculator. After a while, Hackett stopped tapping and said, "Mental distress fee, 400 thousand dollars. You two make it 800. And there's also the fact that I held in anger for a long time, which should be another 200 thousand dollars as a friendly price for each of you. So, that's 400 thousand dollars, making it a total of 1.2 million dollars..."

Frank burst into laughter. "Your mind is not clear, but your calculation is more accurate than a calculator. You didn't include holding in anger in the mental distress fee?"

Hackett waved his hand, getting a bit confused, his tongue getting heavy, saying, "It's fair enough, mental frustration is distinct from the physical, and holding in anger can harm my body." Trevon, sitting beside them, chuckled. "Perfect logic."

"Alright, continue counting." Frank gestured, and in the end, Hackett calculated a whopping 4 million dollars, including compensation for him being exhausted and sweating too much after the fight. Reluctantly, Trevon transferred the money, and upon receiving the notification of the money transfer, Hackett promptly fell asleep, leaving both Frank and Trevon speechless on the spot.

Considering Trevon's severe injuries, Frank and Tom first helped Hackett back to the villa. At the doorstep, they woke him up and let him enter his room on his own. Then Tom took Trevon back home before driving Frank back to the Roberts' Villa.

The next day, as Olivia rode her motorcycle home, she couldn't wait to know the specific details of Jasper and Ruby. Jasper didn't explain much last night, which made her have trouble sleeping the entire night. Her heart soared with joy, thinking, 'Sophia has been selected to participate in an important mission. Otherwise, I will call her and share this happiness.'

Olivia entered the house holding her helmet. Without changing her shoes, she began questioning, "Dad, you guys already knew that Jasper and Ruby are in a relationship?"

Sitting on the sofa, Trevon heard his daughter's question and kept on his acting. In front of his daughter, he couldn't afford to be seen as a liar. "No, we just found out. Your brother's excellent at covering things

up."

The rest of the family members, not knowing how to react, remained silent throughout the conversation.

As Olivia approached, she saw her father's bruises on the face. She stood there, frowned, and knelt down to check his injuries, raising her voice. "Dad, what happened to you? Who beat you like this?" She cursed in her mind, 'Damn, I have to take care of it. If Sophia is here, we will definitely beat that guy up.'

Natalie felt awkward and cleared her throat to try to explain. Both Rachel and Caleb had no intention of explaining. After all, it was not easy for them, as elders, to clarify the situation. Natalie spoke up, "Your dad acted bravely, joined forces with Frank, and raided a bandit hideout to rescue hostages."

'Huh? With such a significant event, why wasn't it reported in the news? Could it be that Dad did good deeds without seeking recognition? However, if it was just a fight, ordinary people wouldn't be a match for Dad and Frank, not to the extent of getting beaten up like this,' with these thoughts, Olivia expressed nothing but concern for her father. She stood up, sat beside him, and tilted her head to examine Trevon's injuries. With genuine care, she inquired, "Dad, are you injured elsewhere?"

Trevon patted his daughter's head, his eyes filled with indulgence and felt warm in his heart. As a father, he was undoubtedly moved by his daughter's care. "It's okay, I'll be fine in a few days. Your mom has already checked me over. Your mom was just joking. I got injured accidentally while having a friendly spar with Frank."

Olivia felt much relieved after hearing this explanation. She trusted that her father wouldn't get into fights with others, especially considering her mother's medical expertise was way more professional than hers. Then, she looked at Jasper, about to continue questioning. The maid announced that dinner was ready.

Rachel stood up first. "Let's eat."

Olivia held back what she wanted to say, helped her grandfather stand up, and asked, "Grandpa, is your leg feeling any better?"

"Much better. You've been massaging and doing acupuncture for me every week. The pain has eased, and I haven't used any ointments recently," Caleb said, patting his granddaughter's arm. "That's good. I'll give you another leg massage later. This method works; I specifically asked our professor, and he taught me the technique. It's reliable," Olivia assured him. "Alright, Grandpa will listen to you. I'll leave this leg to you," Caleb happily agreed.

Olivia was pleased with her grandfather's cooperation and wanted to ensure he didn't suffer from pain. Assisting Caleb, she went to the dining room, and Jasper remained silent throughout. During dinner, Rachel asked, "Has the matter between Jasper and Ruby been settled? Do you think we have to accompany Jasper when proposing?"

Trevon snorted. He hadn't informed Rachel that he was beaten by Hackett; he simply mentioned engaging in a friendly sparring session with Frank, which earned a few scoldings from Rachel. He then responded, "Let's wait a bit. Hackett is not willing to let Ruby marry so soon."

Caleb nodded, seemingly understanding. He put the same scenario on himself and thought that if Olivia got married too early, as a grandfather, he would feel reluctant. "Well, Jasper, if you need Grandpa and Grandma, just let us know. Don't neglect the etiquette. Ruby is a good girl, and we've seen her grow up. Just because the Blackwells and the Wilsons are close doesn't mean you can skip some formalities. Whatever needs to be given should be given."

Trevon agreed, not intending to mistreat his future daughter-in-law. "Yes, only more, not less." This reminded him of giving away 4 million dollars last night.

Olivia had already figured out the general situation from the conversation. It seemed that Hackett agreed to Jasper dating Ruby, but he disagreed with them getting engaged immediately.

After taking a shower, Olivia, wearing pajamas, with a hydrating face mask, went to replace Jasper. Standing at the door, she knocked three times. Once granted permission, she pushed the door open. Upon entering, she saw Jasper sitting on the bed, already inside the covers, not lying down. Olivia walked to the bedside with a slight smile, sat down on her own, and reached out. "Jasper, let me see your phone." At the moment, Jasper was chatting good night with Ruby on his phone. Without immediately handing it over, he asked, "What do you want to see?"

Olivia took off her shoes, sat cross-legged on Jasper's bed, clenched her fist with one hand, supporting her chin, and used the other hand to adjust the face mask on her forehead. "I want to see the photos of you and Ruby. I know you have them. Show me."

Jasper was now in a romantic relationship, and Olivia was aware of the boundaries. She couldn't casually check his phone like before. It was different now, so she needed his consent. It was something their mother had taught them since childhood, which was to respect everyone's privacy. One could ask, but one shouldn't check without permission; it would be impolite and uncivilized.

Jasper, meeting his sister's expectant eyes, still had a hint of light in her eyes. He exited the chat interface and handed the phone to his sister. Olivia took it, elated, and sat up because she couldn't speak much with the face mask on. "I'll only look at the pictures, not your chat records. Did you change your phone password, too?"

"Yeah, I changed it to Ruby's birthday," Jasper replied.

Olivia wasn't upset; she found Jasper was quite skilled in handling relationships. Setting the password to each other's birthdays or meaningful numbers was romantic and affirming. She felt happy for Jasper. Olivia unlocked the phone and discovered that the background featured photos of Ruby. It was the picture from their time at the orphanage, making cookies. Olivia remembered taking that photo herself. She lifted her head and looked at her brother, who remained unperturbed, and she asked, "Jasper, did you take my phone and steal some of the pictures, hmm?"

Jasper admitted honestly, "Yeah, I took a few."

"Okay, I guess I took good pictures. My photography skills are learned from Rose." Olivia was not angry; in fact, she was willing to give those photos away as she confidently praised herself. She scrolled through the photo album, sliding through each picture one by one, and sighed. "Such a beautiful couple. It would be a pity not to get married. Jasper, you must make sure to stick to Ruby til the end." After Olivia finished looking at all the photos, she returned the phone to her brother. Sitting cross-legged, she made a cheering gesture to him and then leaned in, urging him to share how they got together.

At the same time, in the Landor family, Harper was also asking the same question at the dining table, "Mom, do you know about Jasper and Ruby dating?" As soon as this statement came out, the three younger brothers, Kade, Dalton, and Vincent, all turned their heads to look at Harper. It was as if they heard some shocking gossip. For them, it was indeed quite a revelation.

Edward held the plate, eating in a leisurely manner, giving his gossip-prone son a stern look. "Finish your meal first. Boys shouldn't be gossiping." He thought to himself that the personalities of his children were nothing like his own.

With just a few words, Kade, Dalton, and Vincent picked up their tableware, eating seriously. However, Kade fixed his eyes on his brother occasionally, wondering about the truth. The twins were more obedient truly following their father's words.

Juana was unaware of this matter as Rose hadn't had the chance to mention it. These days, the flu was rampant, and she found herself busy with people suffering from fever.

"Jasper and Ruby? When did these two start dating? Why didn't I know about it? Why wasn't I informed? Why Sherri hasn't told me anything about my granddaughter being in love? Does she intend to exclude me from Ruby's wedding?" Juana felt a bit late in knowing the news as a grandmother. Little did she know that her daughter had already taken two days off due to exhaustion. Fortunately, tomorrow would be the weekend, providing an opportunity to rest for two days. Otherwise, she would have to continue taking leave.

Edward explained, "Mom, Sherri has her reasons for not telling. When the time comes, she'll naturally inform you."

"Isn't it good for the young lovers to be in a relationship? Why hide it? It's not like it's shameful. Jasper isn't a married man, and Ruby isn't a married woman," Juana retorted, feeling concerned. Richard ate quietly, not making any comments. It was enough to hear and know without asking at the dining table. If his wife didn't know, she could inquire; if she inquired, he would naturally know. Rose casually bit the fork as she spoke up, "Is there a possibility that Hackett disagrees?"

At these words, Juana was taken aback, her mouth wide open. "What? Hackett disagrees? Why? Jasper is such an outstanding child."

Finally, Rose explained to Juana the reason why Hackett disagreed. Richard and Juana listened attentively, but the most attentive listener was still Harper. There was a moment of silence before Harper was the first to comment after hearing everything, "It's all about being rebellious. Dad, look at my sister. Even with her good personality, she has moments of rebellion. So you can't always say I'm rebellious. It's about every person having rebellious cells; it depends on when they erupt. It's like cancer cells, everyone has them, some are latent, and it depends on whether they erupt or not."

Richard and Juana didn't agree with Harper, thinking, 'Is this the main point at the moment?' However, Rose felt proud of her son, complimenting in her mind, 'Harper is becoming good at being metaphorical, similar to Edward in this aspect.' As for Edward, he was helpless hearing his son's statement. "Your major is management, not gossip media, or medicine. You don't need to delve into these two areas." Harper shrugged indifferently and thought what he had said made sense. However, seeing his father's serious expression, he didn't dare to say another word. Suddenly, Juana's phone rang. She put down her fork and took the phone out of her pocket, squinting as her eyesight was not as good due to age. "Why is Joy calling?" The phone had just been answered for less than a second, and a loud voice came from the other end. "Juana. Good news. Sherri might be pregnant with a third child."

After hearing this, Juana was shocked, raising her voice a few notches. "What? Sherri is pregnant again?"

Everyone at the table stopped eating instantly, looking at Juana, and waiting for an answer. Rose wore a puzzled expression, wondering what was going on.

After a 5-minute phone call, Juana hung up, furrowing her brows and analyzing to herself, muttering, "What are Hackett and Sherri thinking? Why, at this age, are they having a third child? Are they hoping for a son or a daughter?"