Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

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On the highest floor, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a well-ironed suit was sitting in his office,

typing on the computer. His slender fingers were typing non-stop, and he was in a good mood.

He was as refined and noble as ever.

His deep eyes were fixed on the documents on the computer, and then he replied to the emails.

Another man was sitting opposite the desk. He was also wearing a suit, except the color was dark gray.

The man in the dark-grey sunt broke the silence and asked curiously. “Why didn’t you drive your sports

car of

commemorative version today? Didnt you miss her anymore? Why didn’t you drive it?”

Kyle would chat casually with Edward like this when no one else was around. Recently, Edward had an

obsessiveness. Natalie had driven his sports car, so he had been driving it as if he was missing her.

It was not like Edward had only one car Why did Edward have to drive this one all the time?

Kyle could only think of one reason. This car reminded Edward of Natalie.

Hearing this. Edward pushed up his glasses naturally and stopped what he was doing. He glanced at

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Kyle across the desk and

answered. “It’s wrecked”

The two words were clear and concise.

That was indeed the case. The car was wrecked since the door had been knocked off. Edward did not

want to repair it. Besides, Frank had compensated him. Why would he still fix the car?

Edward wanted to consider it as a farewell to the past.

Kyle narrowed his eyes. The surprised expression on his face could not be hidden. “Wrecked? Did you

go racing and crash your car yesterday?”

Kyle scrutinized Edward, who was unharmed and did not look like he had been in a car accident.

Edward went back to typing on the keyboard. The crisp and pleasant sound of the keyboard

reverberated in the office, and he replied calmly. “Someone else crashed it.” Edward’s voice was

always gentle.

His answer was once again simple.

Since Edward had no intention of going into detail. Kyle did not ask further. Instead, he asked, “When I

passed by the finance department before I came here, the finance manager wanted to ask what the

sum of the 176,000 dollars was for. Frank Roberts transferred the money to you. Is it the fee for the

cooperation?”

The project should have been the Landor Group transferring money to the Roberts Group. Why did the

Roberts Group do it first after signing the contract!

That was something that Kyle did not understand

It was strange.

So strange.

Edward explained. “I went to the pier to see Frank yesterday. His sister wrecked my car. This is the

compensation from

Frank.”

Kyle rested his chin on one hand and pondered. He asked, “So Ms. Roberts wrecked your beloved

sports car and stopped you

from missing that person?”

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“Alright, enough for your craps. Don’t you have anything else to do? I’m at work, and you’re here to

chat. It seems like you’re not worthy of the money I pay you.” Edward teased and chased Kyle away.

Kyle stood up and smiled. Reaching the door, he turned around and reminded Edward, who returned to

be hardworking. “It’s good, actually. It’s time for you to move on, and this might be a good start. You

have to thank Ms. Roberts. When you’re free, go and pray to the gods. You are too tense.”

With that, Kyle sighed and left, closing the door behind him.

Edward was left alone in the office. He stopped typing and leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes

and fell into deep thought

Trevon came to the hospital on time to pick Natalie up from work. Her colleagues knew she was now

Mrs. Wilson, so they could only walk by them with envious gazes.

As for Trevon, he ignored everything other than his wife in his eyes.

He strode toward Natalie and reached out to hold her waist skillfully. He led her to the car and opened

the door for he even put his hand on the roof to prevent Natalie from bumping into it.

After Trevon sat in the driver’s seat, Natalie said to him before he started the car, “Trevon, there’s

something I need to tell

you.”

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