Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

At night, in the Roberts" Villa.

Frank sat on the sofa with his legs slightly open. He placed one hand on Ava's waist and the other on his lap casually. Ava was helping to treat the wound on his face. Nona stood beside her mother to help. Her eyes were filled with tears and her heart ached so much that she was about to drop little pearls.

Her gaze was fixed on her father's dark eyes without blinks. She was like a panda. Nona pursed her beautiful lips without saying a word and frowning.

Ava, who could take charge of the company, had already expected this day to come. It was just that it was a little early. She acted as calm as Grace. She was afraid that Frank would hurt, so when she treated the wound, she even blew gently at his eyes. The breeze was like a feather, making Frank feel numb.

Ava bent down slightly and leaned closer. She said softly, "Bear with it. It might hurt a little." Frank was more tolerant. This bit of pain was nothing. When he fought back then, he did not even cry out when his hand was broken. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Afraid that his daughter would worry, he turned to his daughter and said, "Daddy is really fine. I'll be fine in a few days." Cyril, who was sitting alone in the distance, did not seem to be his biological son. He was leisurely peeling oranges and stuffing them into his mouth one by one, hiding a smile.

Frank had long noticed this little cover-up. Even Grace saw it. Afraid that her grandson would be scolded, she took away the orange in Cyril's hand. "It's about time. You've eaten four. If you eat any more, it will be bad for your stomach. Go up and do your homework." Cyril was about to say that he wanted to eat another one. It was rare to see his father in such a bad state. It was as if the sun had risen from the west. When he looked up, he met his father's cold gaze.

As expected, the coldness was not decided by whether his eyes were black or not. Even if he turned into a panda, he was still more intimidating. Feeling the blatant intimidation, Cyril's back stiffened and his butt felt a little itchy. He quickly stood up. "Dad, I'm going to do my homework." William checked the undercurrents between the father and son and quickly echoed, "Go on, write seriously." Grace glared at William. William shrugged and smiled ingratiatingly.

When Cyril reached the third step, Frank reminded him coldly, "Last month's monthly exam results weren't ideal.

You're still far from your goal. | don't plan to send you a car to get there." "Cough, cough, cough..." Hearing that, Cyril choked on his father's sharp words. His saliva was stuck in his throat and he could not swallow it. He replied helplessly, "Got it." Frank could tell from his son's back that the brat wanted to pull out his oxygen tube when he was old.

After treating his injuries, Ava asked, "Has Hackett calmed down?" "Don't worry, he's not as pumped up as a pufferfish." Grace glanced at the wound on her son's face and reminded him lightly, "If you've done it again, don't do it again and again. It's easy to hurt your feelings." "Hackett and Trevon didn't prepare to have the third children, so there won't be anymore." Frank threw his back on the sofa, moved his shoulders, and said seriously.

Grace, William, Ava, and Nona were all speechless.

Nona sat on her Dad's left, and Ava sat on Frank's right.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Frank crossed his legs. His posture was still very handsas long as one did not look at that eye. He changed the topic and asked William, "Have you dealt with the tampons?" William replied, "Yes, I've already asked Tom and Benjamin to distribute them." Ava was working at the company today. When she left, the ten boxes of tampons were still in the courtyard.

When she returned, she started to treat Frank's wounds and forgot to ask. She asked, "Did you sell them?" Nona did not know what her parents were talking about. When Jasper sent the things over in the morning, she and Cyril had already gone to school. When they returned, the tampons had already been sold.

However, when parents were discussing a problem, the child could not interrupt casually. Nona had always been very good at this. Her grandmother's family was the same, so she only listened quietly.

Grace couldn't be bothered to say how they dealt with them. She shook her head and walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

William was a little embarrassed to say it, so he could only let Frank say it. Meanwhile, Ava was also looking at Frank, waiting for an answer. His lips curled up slightly. Perhaps he felt that his way of handling it was a little strange, so he patted the head of his daughter, who had been looking at him. "I sent them to the bodyguards." "You've sent them to the bodyguards. They won't need it." Upon hearing this, Ava's reflexive voice beclouder. What was the use of giving these to bodyguards? Noticing the surprise on Ava's face, Frank smiled and answered seriously, as if it was a routine operation. "I told Tom and Benjamin that if they have a girlfriend, take more. If they don't have a girlfriend, stock up less." Seeing his daughter's confusion, Frank explained and tidied his daughter's ponytail dotingly. "Your brother sent tampons this morning. | gave them to the bodyguards." Nona was speechless.

After hearing this, Ava knew that this was Frank's usual operation. In the past, when he sent bodyguards milkshakes or fruits, Frank also said that they could drink more and eat more according to their capacities.

However, sanitary pads were different. It was not good to operate like this. "Frank, isn't this not good?" Frank felt that it was alright. William agreed. "It's quite good. This can also increase the relationship between couples. It means that boys are meticulous. Perhaps they can even get praise from their girlfriends when they bring them back." Ava asked, "What about those who don't have a girlfriend? Do they use them for themselves?" Nona did not comment or interrupt. Her father had his own way of handling things. It was not something a child like her could understand. She just had to study hard.

When Jasper returned, it was already 2 a.m. He was already quite busy. Now that his father said that he needed to leave his hands for a few days, Jasper was even busier.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the study room door opened. Trevon was forced to go hand sleep by Natalie in the afternoon. He could not fall asleep now. The aftereffects, his eyes hurt, and the corners of his mouth hurt. He could only wait for Natalie to fall asleep and cto the study room to help his son share swork.

Hearing a voice behind him, Jasper slowly turned his head. When he saw his father walking towards him, Jasper's expression changed. In just a few seconds, he knew how his father's face was injured.

When Trevon approached, Jasper, who had been silent for a while, said with mixed emotions, "Dad, thank you." Upon hearing this, Trevon stopped in his tracks and stopped in front of his son. The two of them were the sheight, but there was a difference in their ages. Their temperaments were similar. "I'm your father. If | don't help you today, I'm afraid your grandpa will wakeup and change my place when | enter the coffin." Seeing the guilt in his son's eyes, Trevon raised his hand and patted his son's shoulder. He said in a relaxed tone, "What are you being pretentious for? The Wilson family is not pretentious. Sophia and Olivia are not as pretentious as you. Alright, go to sleep." Jasper stood where he was and did not move. His gaze landed on Trevon's face. "Dad, lethelp you apply the medicine again. There's blood at the corner of your mouth." Originally, Trevon wanted to refuse, but he could tell from his son's eyes that Jasper wanted to do something for him. In the end, he agreed and pretended to be very casual. "Alright, since | can't sleep anyway, cto the study." "Okay." The father and son walked into the study one after another. Trevon was in front and Jasper was behind.

In the study.

Trevon sat where his old man used to sit. Jasper found a first aid kit to treat his wound. He held a cotton swab in his hand and treated it very carefully and gently. Just as Jasper finished treating his eyes, Trevon said, "A man doesn't have to be so gentle to a man. In the future, you just have to be gentle to Ruby, your grandmother, mother, and sister." As Trevon spoke, Jasper increased his strength. The corners of Trevon's mouth twitched hard along with the cotton swab. He looked up and looked serious. Nothing happened. It was as if Jasper had increased his strength because he listened to Trevon.

He couldn't say it even if he wanted to. In the end, Trevon laughed silently and cursed Jasper in his heart.

It was rare for the father and son to be together. The atmosphere was not bad. Trevon wanted to say more. "It's normal for your godfather to be angry. Just let him be. Ruby is a good girl. Treat her well." "Yes, | know. It's done." The wound was treated again. Jasper threw the cotton swabs into the trash can and bent down to pack the first aid kit. He placed it back in its original position.

Trevon raised his hand and gently touched the wound that his son had helped to treat. He said in a deep voice, "You can hold the meeting. I'll help you deal with semails." "Yeah, sure." The next morning, in the Blackwell family.

Ruby woke up early and sat in the dining room to eat breakfast. She realized that her mother, who had always been active at work, had not woken up.

She looked around and walked down the stairs. She energeticly asked her father, "Daddy, did Mommy oversleep? It's already 7:30 am. If she doesn't get up now, she might be late." Hackett was wearing a gray suit made by his daughter. He was buttoning his cufflinks with one hand and walked a little slowly as if he was injured. He said naturally, "Did your mother take leave today?" "Ah, is she sick? I'll go take a look." As she spoke, Ruby prepared to go upstairs to see her mother. Just as she reached the top of the stairs, she was pulled back by her father and retreated down the stairs.

Ruby looked up at her father in confusion. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but Hackett coughed dryly and said, "Your mother went overboard last night. She caught up on the show until 4:30 am in the morning. | only realized it when | went to the toilet. She can't get up now." "Ah?" Why was she so unreliable? In view of the previous situation, the entire Blackwell family did not question Hackett's words.

In the end, they all went to the dining room for breakfast.

Joy was meticulous. She even instructed the servants, "Sherri is sleeping. Be quiet today and don't disturb her sleep." The servant replied respectfully, "Yes, Madam." Nathan had already finished his breakfast. He sat on the sofa and read the newspaper. Seeing that his granddaughter and son had already cdown, he put away the newspaper and stood up. "Ruby, | will go to the company first." Ruby, who had already sat down in the dining room, immediately replied, "Okay, Grandpa. Drive carefully." Every day, Nathan would tell his granddaughter before leaving. "Hey, go to the office early after you're done eating. There's still a meeting in the morning. Don't be late." This was directed at Hackett. The couple already knew about their granddaughter's relationship with Jasper. Like Sherri, Joy liked Jasper very much and felt that it was very reassuring for their granddaughter to be with Jasper.

The two of them had grown up together.

In addition, the two families had known each other for a long time. Ruby would not suffer after marrying Jasper and there would not be any big house . The two little princesses of the Wilson family were very polite and easy to get along with. After thinking about it, Joy felt that it was suitable.

However, Nathan was different. He did not interfere in his child's marriage and upheld the idea of freedom in love. As long as his granddaughter and grandson felt that they had found true love and were happy, it was fine, regardless of whether their crushes had money or not.

"Okay, got it," Hackett, who was peeling eggs for her daughter, replied faintly.

"Hurry up and eat. After you're done, Daddy will send you to work, or will you drive yourself there?" "Dad, I'm fine with anything." "Are the brat not coming to pick you up?" That was too unprofessional. Back then, Edward had been a chauffeur since he started pursuing Rose. He still had to observe.

Ruby looked at his father and smiled happily. "Daddy, you actually want Jasper to pickup every day, right? Just like Uncle." "It's what he's supposed to do as a prospective boyfriend." Unless he didn't want to promote.

After breakfast, Hackett sent his daughter to the studio. As for sending her to the studio, Hackett did not say that he would pick her up at night. He only said that if she wanted her father to pick her up, she would call him in advance.

Ruby nodded and reminded her father to drive carefully.

In the afternoon, Natalie was worried that Sherri and Hackett would quarrel. Last night, Trevon was unwilling to take photos. Looking at his face full of injuries, it was indeed not suitable to be a screensaver. It was so terrifying that it had the ability to ward off evil spirits. She thought about it and decided to tell Sherri today.

In the end, after more than a dozen calls, the other party seemed to be dead. The message sent was like a stone sinking into the sea without a splash.

When the nurse cin, she saw that Natalie's phone kept ringing, but the other party did not pick up. Natalie mechanically dialed again and pressed the loudspeaker. It was not until 16 times that Natalie gave up.

"Mrs. Wilson, do you have something urgent?" "No, I'm calling my best friend. She might be busy." Although she said that, she was suspicious. Sherri was working today, so she wouldn't fall asleep. Besides, this woman's phone never left her body.

The nurse nodded and left the case on the table. Natalie looked at the closed door and still felt worried. She was afraid that Hackett and Sherri would fight, so she called Rose worriedly. They were not at work yet, so the two of them should be eating lunch in the canteen.

The phone rang for a few seconds before it was picked up. Rose's happy voice cfrom the other end. "Hello! Natalie, are you treatingto a meal?" "Didn't you go to the cafeteria with Sherri?" Rose did not know why Sherri took leave. She called many times in the morning but Sherri did not pick up a single call. When she asked Hackett, he said that Sherri had gone overboard with catching up on a show and could not get up.

Rose was skeptical about this, even though Sherri had a record. "Sherri asked for leave. | called her but couldn't get through. Hackett said that she was too caught up in the and didn't get up. She's probably still asleep." Natalie asked, "Did she overdo it?" "I don't know. Don't worry, the two of them can't fight. How can Hackett bear to fight Sherri? If they really fight, | think it'll be another way. What do you think?" Natalie was speechless. Sure enough, they were families.