Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Having gained the upper hand, Trevon didn’t waste any more time talking to Frank. He continued discussing serious matters. “Come over for lunch at noon. Your future mother-in-law and the others are all here.

“Other than being your friend, I’m still your brother-in-law. I have to call you by the way.”

Trevon implied that he wasn’t genuinely inviting Frank. This was just an act out of politeness.

Just as Frank was about to hang up, Trevon continued, “There’s no need to bring anything. The Wilson’s residence doesn’t lack anything.”

The polite words that came out of Trevon’s mouth had a different intention. He clearly wanted Frank to feel at home and dine like a family member, but his words conveyed a different message.

Frank laughed out loud. “I didn’t plan to give you a gift. Is there anything else?”

“I’m hanging up. I’ll save on the phone bill. Milk powder is quite expensive.”

Frank thought, “Why do you have to mention your children again? Stop showing off man!”

After hanging up the phone, Frank felt wide awake. He lay on his side and looked at the little girl who had been staring at him. He said gently, “Time to get up. Your brother wants us to go to the Wilson’s residence for dinner.”

Ava patted Frank’s smooth arm. “Yeah, let’s hurry. Otherwise, it won’t be good if everyone waits for us later.”

After speaking, Ava quickly sat up and patted Frank’s arm again to urge him to hurry up.

She was going to her sister’s house for dinner. Her sister’s husband was not the only one at home. There were also other relatives. It would be rude if they were late.

The two of them dressed up as quickly as possible. Frank behaved like a gentleman last night. He did not leave marks on Ava’s neck. He knew his limits.

An hour later.

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Upstairs, Emma was chatting with Natalie and looking after the child. Downstairs, Daniel and Theo continued playing chess. while Rachel was preparing lunch in the kitchen.

In the courtyard, Trevon was playing with the remote control plane with his son. The toys were given by Ava. Every time Ava came over, she would give Jasper a lot of toys. It was usually not just one but a set.

For example, Transformers were a complete set, and the toy cars were also a complete set.

Jasper looked up at the plane flying in the air. His movements were agile, and his father’s hand operating the remote control was smooth. The plane flew round and round in the air.

Jasper liked it and was eager to try. Trevon naturally noticed this. He squatted down and gathered his son in his arms so that he could hold the remote control. Trevon covered his son’s small hand and taught him how to operate the remote control step by step.

Because of the sense of participation, Jasper was especially happy. He grinned and was especially happy. “Flying, Daddy, flying high…”

Trevon asked, “Higher?”

Jasper kept his hand on the remote control. “Yes, higher.”

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With the help of Trevon, the plane flew higher and higher. Frank and Ava parked the car. When they arrived at the courtyard, they saw this heartwarming scene.

Such a beautiful scene had to be recorded. Ava grabbed Frank, who was walking forward. “Frank, wait a moment. I’ll take a photo of their heartwarming moment.” She wanted to send it to her sister so that Jasper would know that his uncle cared for him very much in the future.

Frank was pulled and stopped in place. For some reason, he felt a tinge of envy toward Trevon.

Click, click. After taking the photo, Ava jogged over to Jasper and stood beside him. “Trevon.”

Trevon lowered the plane’s altitude and slowly landed it on the ground. He let go of his son’s hand. “Give it a try.”

“That’s quite fast,” he said to Frank.

Then she said, “Aunt, Lena and your sister are upstairs.”

Ava said, “Oh, then I’ll go look for my sister. Frank, chat with Trevon. I’ll go look for her.”

“Okay, go ahead.” They couldn’t be together all the time.

Frank squatted down and pinched Jasper’s face. “You can’t fly? It seems your father’s skills aren’t up to par. How about I teach you?”

Jasper replied softly, “Okay.”

Then, Frank really picked up the remote control and explained to Jasper seriously, like a patient teacher and a child listening attentively.

Someone had taken over Trevon’s job, so he was free. He put his hands in his pockets and said indifferently, “I’ll let you do an internship in advance for free.”

No matter how calm his tone was, the smugness hidden in his words could still be heard.

Upstairs, Ava pushed the door open and entered. Emma was sitting on a stool with Lena sitting beside her. There was no nanny in the room.

“Mom, Lena, Natalie.”

Natalie turned her gaze to the door and waved at Ava. “Ava, come and sit.”

After Ava sat down, Emma glanced at her daughter and didn’t say anything. She smiled gently and lectured her in the tone of an elder, “Natalie, Jasper is the oldest now. You should pay more attention to him.”

“Children are the most sensitive. The two babies are still young and don’t know anything. They can only eat, sleep, and have their diapers changed when they pee. But Jasper is different. He’s gradually growing up. He understands many things. We have to care about him more than before.”

Natalie understood. In a family with multiple children, the most difficult thing for parents to do was to be fair.

This was especially true for children. Although they were young, they were very sensitive. Sometimes, they were even more sensitive than adults. For example, a piece of cake might also trigger children’s displeasure.

And the unfairness of parents would also make the child feel distant, let alone fostering a sense of kinship.

“Auntie, I understand. I’ll also remind Trevon.”

Emma felt that Jasper was very smart. It was fine if she wanted him to protect his two sisters, but she had to guide him slowly. She could not directly say whom she wanted him to protect or that he had to protect them. This would make Jasper feel disgusted.

Sometimes, by removing the commanding tone from a sentence, eliminating arrogance, superiority, and venting, it could become much gentler and more acceptable.

Sometimes, by removing the commanding tone from a sentence, eliminating arrogance, superiority, and venting, it can become much gentler and more acceptable.