Chapter 127: Chapter 127: If You’re Sure About the Divorce, I’ll Help You

Old Master Sterling didn’t know the true nature of Tristan Lawson and Noelle Sutton’s relationship. But Tristan had been willing to give his mother’s heirloom to Noelle, and he hadn’t even gotten that angry when she’d sold it. Old Master Sterling suspected Tristan wasn’t entirely without feelings for Noelle.

For people of his generation, the instinct was always to encourage a married couple to reconcile, unless things had truly become impossible.

However, when Old Master Sterling saw that Noelle had no intention of accepting Tristan’s gesture, he knew better than to try and talk them into reconciling right then and there.

After all, he had to have Noelle’s back.

Old Master Sterling cleared his throat and said, "Tristan, Noelle wants to divorce you. Do you think you can change her mind just by giving her expensive gifts now? It’s not that easy. A wounded heart doesn’t heal so quickly. Since Noelle doesn’t want it, you should just take it back for now."

Just then, Tristan Lawson received a call from Sophie Hughes.

Tristan Lawson answered the call.

"Tristan, you must be done with dinner at your family’s estate by now, right? Can you spend the rest of the evening with me? The moon is so full tonight. I’m on the terrace at The Orchidelle, watching it and feeling a little sad that I can’t spend the holiday with my father... If it weren’t for what happened seven years ago, the Lawsons would have probably invited me over today. Then maybe I wouldn’t feel so alone..."

Her tone was mournful, and Tristan remembered how cold his family had been toward Sophie at the cemetery that morning.

The Lawsons never used to treat her like that.

This change was because of... seven years ago.

In any case, Tristan felt extremely guilty about what happened seven years ago. Sophie had shouldered so much because of it.

"Okay, I’ll be there in a bit."

Tristan Lawson put his phone away and gave Noelle Sutton a deep, searching look.

’Since she doesn’t need me, I’ll go be with someone who does.’

’The pearl necklace is my mother’s heirloom. If I’m going to give it to Noelle, I should do it in person. If it were just the two of us, I could hold her, kiss her, and coax her. When the mood was right, we could even sleep together. Intimacy is what smooths things over between a man and a woman. The real reason this cold war with Noelle has dragged on for so long is that we haven’t had a chance to be truly close. But right now, I don’t have time to take her home and coax her. I’ll deal with it later.’

Tristan Lawson put the necklace into his trench coat pocket and turned to leave.

Hugo Sterling deliberately called out to him. "Tristan, I was trying to kick you out at the door just now and you wouldn’t leave. Why the sudden rush to go?"

Tristan Lawson shot Hugo Sterling a cold glance and said flatly, "Something came up."

"I’ll see you out."

Hugo Sterling walked Tristan Lawson to his car. After Tristan got in and fastened his seatbelt, Hugo added, "Don’t forget to hurry up and help us run that big data analysis. My family is very anxious to find my little sister."

As Hugo Sterling spoke, a faint smile played on his lips.

To Tristan Lawson, however, it sounded like a blatant threat.

He suddenly let out a derisive laugh. "You’re quite the schemer."

Hugo Sterling spread his hands. "Sigh... I have no choice. You’re too difficult to deal with, and your moods are unpredictable. My mother doesn’t have much time left, so I can’t afford to wait."

Hugo Sterling knew perfectly well that if he didn’t have something important forcing the issue, Tristan could just accept the shared power station project on the surface and then do nothing. There would be nothing Hugo could do about it.

After all, the shared power station had been Tristan’s idea in the first place. At the time, Hugo had devised a plan to temporarily check Tristan in order to protect his own company’s interests, which had bought the Sterling Group’s new energy project a two-year reprieve.

Tristan Lawson’s eyes darkened as he stared at Hugo Sterling. A cold smile touched his lips. "Don’t worry. I’ll run the data for you as soon as possible."

With that, Tristan Lawson drove away.

The smile on Hugo Sterling’s face vanished instantly.

He knew what Tristan meant.

He stood at the door for a moment before returning to the villa.

Noelle Sutton was also about to leave, and Old Master Sterling asked Hugo Sterling to drive her home.

Old Master Sterling also told Noelle, "My dear girl, if you ever need anything, you can tell me or Hugo. Also, think about becoming my god-granddaughter. If you’re my god-granddaughter, people will at least have to show the Sterling Family some respect and won’t dare to look down on you."

Old Master Sterling still hadn’t given up on the idea.

’My days are numbered,’ Noelle thought. ’There’s no need to let more people get emotionally attached to me.’

Old Master Sterling was so sincere that Noelle didn’t have the heart to refuse him outright. She typed on her phone, "Grandpa Sterling, thank you. You’ve already helped me so much. I’ll... think about it."

"That’s fine. It’s getting late. You should get in the car and go home to rest."

Noelle Sutton bowed slightly to Old Master Sterling as a sign of respect.

When the car reached the entrance of her apartment complex, Noelle typed a message on her phone for Hugo Sterling: "Mr. Sterling, you and your grandfather are very kind. After I divorce Tristan Lawson, I want to go back to my old life. I don’t want anything to do with Tristan’s social circle anymore, so I can’t be Grandpa Sterling’s god-granddaughter. Could you please try to talk to him and get him to drop the idea? I’m afraid I’ll hurt his feelings if I refuse him to his face."

Hugo Sterling looked at Noelle Sutton and said seriously, "There’s something I think I should tell you."

Hugo paused. "When Tristan’s mother was pregnant with him and his sister, she was diagnosed with uterine cancer. The only way to save her own life was a hysterectomy, but she sacrificed herself for her children. She knew that the day they were born would be the day she died. She left many things for Tristan and Tessa—diaries, gifts, even VCRs—to be with them as they grew up. That’s why Tristan cherishes his mother’s heirlooms so much. For him to give one to you, and to not even get angry when you sold it... he..."

Hugo Sterling didn’t finish the sentence. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

’Noelle knew what Hugo was trying to say: that Tristan cared for her. But they didn’t know that the biggest problem between her and Tristan Lawson was the other woman he loved. If she didn’t know the truth, she might have been moved.’

She typed a line on her phone.

"My marriage with him really can’t continue..."

Hugo Sterling said in a low voice, "If you’re determined to get a divorce, I’ll help you."

She firmly typed out one word: "Divorce!"

"Alright. I’ll bring a lawyer to see you tomorrow."

Noelle Sutton got out of the car and waved goodbye to Hugo Sterling. After he left, she let out a long, heavy breath.

’Finally, a lawyer who will take my case. After meeting with them tomorrow, I’ll set up a meeting with Director Ford and Smith in the afternoon. I have to fight for that role.’

Noelle Sutton messaged Director Ford as she walked.

Director Ford received the message and replied to Noelle instantly.

[I’ll schedule a time with Smith right away.]

Noelle Sutton reached the door of her small apartment. Just as she opened it, a tall figure came up from behind, grabbed her by the waist, and pushed her inside.