Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 524

Chapter 524

The entire hotel glistened with silver. The roof and the white snow on the ground basked under the sun’s gentle warmth.

The view from the top-floor sunroom was breathtaking. They could admire the landscape below the hotel, the distant scenery and even gaze up at the clear blue sky, with the snow and the sun hanging high above.

After lunch, Christina felt drowsy in the embrace of the warm sun. A latte sat beside her, and the ring on her index finger radiated brilliantly in the sunlight.

Surrounded by vibrant flowers, every potted plant blossomed exquisitely, captivating and enchanting like Christina herself at that moment.

Joseph’s slender fingers swirled the contents of his cup. The spoon clinking against the cup produced a crisp and pleasant sound. His soothing voice gently caressed Christina’s ears again, “Do you feel like napping? Are you still a bit weary?”

Christina rested her chin on her hand and turned to look at Joseph. He was extremely refined and noble as if the wolf-like man last night was not him. It made her think she had just had a wet dream last night.

Her response was, “Joseph, did you transform from the moon?”

Joseph understood her intention. He picked up his coffee and took a sip. He smiled charmingly, radiating charm like a flower by his side. “It’s not that I can transform when I meet the sun. It’s that I can’t help myself when I meet you.”

As Christina listened to these ungentlemanly words, she looked at the refined man in a daze. The corners of her lips curled up slightly. This feeling wasn’t bad at all. It was very comfortable to be with him.

There were no outsiders in the sunroom, just the two of them.

At the elevator door leading to the sunroom, two figures stood guard. One was Ethan, and the other was Benjamin. They appeared like two bodyguards securing the entrance, while a sign on the elevator indicated it was under repair.

“I’m sorry, Miss. The elevator is out of order. There’s a roof leak, and it’s currently being repaired for safety reasons,” explained Benjamin to a skeptical customer.

The customer responded, “But everything was fine last night, and it was still functioning during the snowfall.””

Ethan remained expressionless, and Benjamin continued, “Perhaps it was damaged by the snow last night.”

The customer left reluctantly, still doubting the explanation. Nevertheless, with the maintenance sign in place and the elevator entrance guarded by two individuals, there was only one way up. The stairs didn’t lead to the sunroom.

Benjamin complained, “Ah, I’m exhausted from all this explaining. How long is Mr. Turner going to occupy that spot up there? Are we supposed to keep standing here?”

Rubbing his sore mouth, Benjamin contemplated.

Ethan responded, “I don’t know. Ask Mr. Turner.”

However, Benjamin wasn’t naive. He knew asking would lead to punishment, and he didn’t want to risk Mr. Turner’s displeasure.

Joseph reclined leisurely in his chair and closed his eyes to bask in the sunlight. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and said, “Christina.”

Feeling more alert after drinking half of her coffee, she contemplated rest. The coffee today was watered down and had no effect. She squinted and replied, “Huh? What’s up?”

“Would you like to take a photo of us for your mom? It would save you the trouble of editing”

Christina smiled, realizing she needed material to prevent her mom from bombarding her with requests. Joseph stood behind Christina, taking the phone from her hand and capturing the beautiful scene in the frame.

Not only was the background picturesque, but the person in the photo was also quite beautiful.

Joseph didn’t return the phone to Christina immediately. Instead, he transferred the photos to his phone before handing it back.

“I’ll share it during dinner. Are you still interested in taking a nap?”

Christina had yet to turn off her phone. Her slender fingers glided over the three photos in her photo album. “That’s alright. I’m feeling a bit drowsy. Why did you send those pictures to your phone?”

Joseph reached out to touch Christina’s chair and said, “I’ve saved all your photos.”

Afterward, Joseph made a call and brushed off Christina’s inquiries. “Bring a lounge chair and a blanket.”

Once the order was given, he hung up the phone without considering the other party’s thoughts. He was solely focused on giving commands, and the other party’s sole purpose was to carry them out. This was the reality, but Christina quite liked it. She lowered her gaze and smiled at the photos on her phone. The more she looked at them, the more she believed they

matched perfectly.

After a while, Ethan and Benjamin brought over a folded sofa. “Mr. Turner, where should we place it?”

Joseph gestured to a spot, and Ethan dared not look around as he carefully positioned the sofa. Benjamin set down the blanket he was holding and glared at Christina from the corner of his eye.

Christina was beautiful and exuded a strong femininity.

She wore a fiery red dress, a true head-turner. It was no wonder Mr. Turner couldn’t resist.

Ethan grabbed Benjamin’s collar and hastily retreated. Once they left, Joseph walked over to Christina and led her to the lounge chair. He pressed her shoulders and sat down.

William grinned broadly, his joy evident. “Mr. Yamin, you seem rather surprised. Normally, you’d ask me to help find a suitable son-in-law, but I’ve discovered a top-tier candidate for you. So, what’s with the shock? You should be thanking me

first.”

“Christina is already involved with a university professor?” Charlie wondered, concerned that proposing marriage so quickly might be premature. Shouldn’t they have dated for a while first?

Ava latched onto a detail and discreetly turned to her companion, Frank. “A university professor?” She was astonished to

learn that the charming sister’s boyfriend wasn’t her brother, which led her to speculate about another concealed relationship.

Frank pinched her neck and signaled for her to be patient. There was no need to rush.

In the room where the marriage proposal was taking place, there was a noticeable confusion stemming from two different and conflicting narratives. Grace and Emma, being keen observers and perhaps more attuned to the nuances of the situation, were the first to sense that something wasn’t quite right.

Daniel spoke up, acknowledging the importance of the day. He had come with his mission on behalf of his son. “Hello, I’m Joseph’s father. We met the last time. Here’s the situation: my son and your daughter have grown close. They’re in Sapphire City and can’t return immediately for a formal proposal. They called us an hour ago, requesting that we, the parents, speak with you first.”

“Joseph has always been responsible. I can see he has deep feelings for your daughter. He’s impatient to formalize this relationship. Your daughter is truly remarkable, and perhaps my son feels he needs to secure this marriage soon.”

Charlie fully understood Daniel’s explanation, and it put him at ease. Naturally, he was pleased with the praise of his exceptional daughter. In the eyes of every father, their daughter was outstanding and precious. “Christina didn’t inform me about this.”

Angie didn’t want to waste time and interrupted Charlie’s words. Joseph’s parents were here to propose, and she saw no reason to prolong the conversation. “I also hold your son in high regard. It’s clear he’s a highly educated university professor. In the future, he can provide valuable guidance to our Christina.”

A warm smile crossed Angie’s face as she spoke. Stella whispered to Chris, “Brother, it seems your leisure days are numbered. Mother has successfully orchestrated a marriage for your sister. Are your carefree days over?”

Chris grew visibly nervous at his sister’s words, realizing that the current situation wasn’t favorable for him.

The profession of the university professor had been mentioned repeatedly, and Daniel recognized that this

misunderstanding needed to be clarified. He was baffled by how his son had transitioned from being a CEO to becoming a professor, leading to a family-wide misinterpretation.

There were times when his son proved to be quite unpredictable.