Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 601

Euchre continued until 5 in the morning, with the noise finally ceasing. Fortunately, Theo enjoyed the

lively atmosphere, otherwise, he might have had to get up and scold the kids.

A few of them were so tired that they could not open their eyes, but they still lit a candle for Theo after it

ended. The elder group ended it before 1 a.m.

Sherri and Stella kept yawning one after another, their eyes glistening with fatigue.

Observing her best friend, who seemed half-dead while leaning on Hackett's shoulder, Natalie sensed

she might collapse at any moment. She directed, saying, "Head upstairs for some rest."

Upon hearing this, Sherri yawned and nodded in agreement. She really had no intention of going

home. Although she was here to send Mr. Wilson off, she had no plans to drive in fatigue.

Trevon watched as everyone seemed drained as if they had been sapped of energy by mischievous

spirits. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "Let's all go upstairs and take a break. Mary has already

prepared the rooms."

Stella leaned two-thirds of her weight on Chris's shoulder. Despite Chris being quite tired, he did not

push his sister away and allowed her to lean on him.

Edward put one arm around Rose's shoulder.

Stella covered her mouth with one hand, yawning incessantly. Her eyelids were battling to stay open,

and her head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making her feel fuzzy. She said, "Right now, I see

Euchre cards floating in front of my eyes. With so many people, you couples should not team up. Let's

have the women in one room and the men in another, okay?"

Stella kindly suggested while in a daze.

Rose found the idea feasible. Otherwise, they would need more rooms, which would be too

troublesome. She said, "Alright, honey, I'll leave you for a while, I just need to take a quick nap."

Agreeing with his wife, Edward said, "Yeah, let's split the men into two rooms. A bed could not fit four

men."

The last three women shared a room. Hackett chose to sleep with Jim to comfort his broken heart.

Edward shared a room with Chris, while Frank was taken to the airport by Tom after the Euchre ended.

In the evening.

A woman in a black gown stood in front of the mourning hall. Her dress was hand-embroidered with

white, three-dimensional flowers that were lifelike. There was also a white flower on her chest. She

stood in front of the mourning hall with a dark expression. Her eyes flickered with light, blurring the

black-and-white photo in front of her.

The man, dressed in a black suit, placed a lit candle in the holder, knelt down in prayer, and then rose

with a sigh. Apologetically, he said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry for arriving late. Have a safe journey."

The woman helped the man stand up. The man raised his hand to wipe the tears that had yet to spill

from the corners of his eyes.

Beside them, a pregnant woman in a black dress, her belly prominently large, resembling a pot placed

in the middle, looked visibly tired. With the support of the man, she slightly bent down in a gesture of

reverence, preparing to light the candle.

"I'll do it." As he spoke, Frank let go of Ava's wrist and took the candle in her hand. He went forward

and placed it in the holder.

When Natalie saw Frank let go, she quickly went forward and held Ava's waist, and rebuked, "Why are

you running over here too? Bring Ava home."

The last sentence was directed at Frank. It was not appropriate for Ava to come here with a big belly.

With more people arriving later, they might bump into each other, and Grandpa would be worried if he

saw this.

Ava held Natalie's hand and smiled gently, "It's okay. I just came to see Mr. Wilson. Don't worry. I'll go

back in a while."

Natalie heaved a sigh of relief. How could she not be nervous? Once again, she addressed the Turner

couple, saying, "Mr. Turner, Mrs. Turner, let Ava go home first."

Trevon glanced at a belly nearly the same size as Natalie's, furrowing his brow. He said, "Frank, take

Ava back to the Roberts residence. The crowd will increase later, and you don't need to come over

tonight."

Frank was actually more worried than anyone. He wished the young girl would just rest on the bed and

not stress about moving around. However, as soon as she got off the plane, the little girl expressed a

desire to visit Theo. Unable to resist her earnest plea, he reluctantly agreed, saying, "Okay."

Seeing the young girl pouting, Frank supported her waist with one hand and held her wrist with the

other, in a constant protective stance. "Behave, I'll bring you here again tomorrow morning. There will

be more people in the evening, and many of them smoke."

"Alright." Seeing that everyone was so busy, Ava did not want to be a burden and increase everyone's

busyness.

"Frank, take Ava back. I'll stay here with your mom tonight" Daniel instructed, guarding the mourning

hall.

"Alright, I'll take Baby Ava back now," Frank replied.

After Frank and Ava left, Daniel and Emma planned to find Caleb to have a chat and offer some

comfort. Daniel said, "Natalie, we want to go inside. If you need anything, call me. Your brother will be

here soon, we'll send the kids to the Yamin family first."

"I'm fine. My brother has sent me a message," Natalie replied.

"That's good," replied Daniel.

After a while, two men in black attire entered, a father and son. As soon as they walked in, they nodded

at Trevon. Recognizing them as guests, Trevon courteously greeted, "Uncle."

Ted nodded. He had actually wanted to come over for a long time, but when he thought of what his

father had done and how he had indulged and protected him, he felt that he was too ashamed to come.

After thinking for a few days, he felt that he should come. "I'm sorry, I really don't have the face to see

you."

Trevon glanced at Max, who had become much more obedient beside him. However, he did not look

very well. Trevon had also heard that Max had been undergoing therapy and medication. After looking

at him for a few seconds, he looked away and said calmly, "Grandpa said that the past is the past."

After that, the two men fell silent, as there wasn't much to talk about. Peggy had long been released,

but Carlos wouldn't be coming out in this lifetime. It was said that he had fallen ill even while still inside.

Peggy was a person with a narrow mind and a strong sense of jealousy. When she was inside, she

always believed that Theo was heartless, so she wouldn't come to visit him. Perhaps deep down, she

may even have wished for unrest in the Wilson's residence.

Natalie greeted politely. "Uncle."

Max looked up at Natalie and quickly lowered his gaze. He followed Ted to pay his respects to Theo.

After paying their respects, they did not stay any longer. They only exchanged a few simple

pleasantries before leaving in a hurry.

Watching the two of them leave, Natalie sighed. "He has aged a lot. Do you want to tell Mom and

Dad?"

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later. There's no hurry. Natalie, do you want to rest for a while? You can go to

bed early tonight. I'll stay up," Trevon said, feeling sorry for Natalie, who had been staying up with him.

"It's okay. Let's discuss it after we've taken Grandpa to Grandma's place. I can manage. Do you have

some misunderstanding about me? Am I that weak?"

Natalie raised her head and asked with a smile on her face. She wanted to reassure him.

"Got it. If you're tired, take a rest," she continued when she noticed him staring at her without saying

anything.

Trevon nodded softly and said, "Okay."

After dinner, the card game resumed. Joseph took Frank's place, while Jim pitifully joined the three

women in the game. The outcome was easy to guess, and Stella was granted a break by Leia, allowing

her to return to work after the funeral.

The Yamin couple, along with Nathan and Richard, paid an evening visit. After a short stay, they left.

The Roberts family planned to stay overnight at the Wilson's residence. Their son would be at home in

the evening to accompany Ava. There had to be someone from the Roberts family staying to keep

watch.

Under the pressure from Joseph, Chris did not expect his brother-in-law to be so skilled at the game.

"How about playing with exposed cards? So far, you're the only one making any moves," he suggested.

Seated beside him, Christina defended him, "If your skills aren't up to par, don't blame your brother-in-

law. Learn to find the reasons for your own shortcomings."

At another table, Stella nodded earnestly, fully agreeing. "Exactly! Look, I just won again. Your skills are

just too poor."

After saying this, Stella added, "Chris, do you know what this is called? This is completely using blame

to find your own psychological gap."

Christina, listening from the side, felt that her sister's ability to analyze problems had improved quite a

bit under Leia's influence. She could now draw conclusions.

Chris felt it was better for him to stay quiet. "Please continue as if I didn't say anything."

"Chris, your straightforward personality is a bit worrisome. Can't you just flatter Joseph a bit? If you

flatter him well, Joseph will feed you the cards," Rose said.

"Do you think I'm you?" Chris retorted.

"Well, then you deserve to lose money. Look, Mr. Hawk is going to turn things around tonight," Rose

teased with a playful tone.

At another table, several elders from other prominent families were already seated, but Grace did not

seem eager to engage with them. Trevon understood and said, "Mr. Roberts, Mrs. Roberts, you can go

back tonight. There are quite a lot of people, Frank and I aren't bothered by such things."

Trevon could sense what the Roberts couple was thinking. They wanted to spare Frank from

unnecessary trouble.

Natalie also joined in persuading them. Knowing that the Roberts couple understood etiquette, she felt

that once Frank left, they should step in. Both couples had guessed the inner thoughts of the Roberts

couple. "Yes, we're family. We're really fine."

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instructed Edward to take care of Rose. However, Rose reassured them, saying there was no need to

worry as their room was upstairs.

Just like that, everyone rushed to the Wilson's residence as soon as they woke up, persisting until the

day of the funeral.

Perhaps God was responding to Theo's request. The sun was shining brightly today, and the weather

was extremely good. Even the cemetery was dyed with a warm color.

On the side, a group of workers were busy digging, arranging the garden brought from the Wilson's

residence in the Wilson family cemetery. Jim directed everyone to handle it with care. After all, it was

Theo's treasure.

If the things Theo cherished in his final moments were bumped or damaged, Trevon could give the

responsible person a thorough beating and then send them to Southland.

He better be careful. In any case, he did not want to go there, and Terrell had just returned after all.

A group of people stood in front of the tombstone, with Caleb, Rachel, Trevon, and Natalie at the

forefront. Three little ones stood beside them, and behind them were members of the Turner family,

representatives from the four great families, and even Chris was standing at the back. Reаd at

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Ava was supported by Frank on the side, preventing others from bumping into her. Despite Natalie's

instructions not to bring Ava, she insisted on coming. Frank had no choice but to escort her here,

accompanied by Yana and Benjamin.

Joseph had already arranged for Benjamin and Yana to be in Athana, dedicated to safeguarding Ava's

safety in the future.

The Wilson family cemetery was expansive, with several generations of ancestors laid to rest in this

place. It resembled a courtyard for a large family, far from being lonely.

Trevon did not say the last sentence out loud. He silently said it to Theo in his heart, as if Theo could

really hear it.

Kneeling side by side before their grandparents' tombstone, the twins displayed an unusual maturity

today. They weren't noisy or mischievous, whatever their older brother asked them to do, they

obediently followed. They remained kneeling, their little heads lowered, lost in their thoughts.

Jasper's mood was quite low. Natalie went over, patting her son's head, and comforted him, "Don't be

sad. Grandpa said he's going to meet Grandma. Grandpa likes to see you happy, okay?"

Jasper responded quietly, his mother's words not bringing much joy to him. "Yeah."