Chapter 94: Chapter 94: It Definitely Can’t Be Noelle Sutton

Tristan instantly crushed his cigarette out in the ashtray.

"What did you say?"

"My little sister has a pink birthmark on her chest. It’s pretty private, so we’ve never told anyone. But since I want to use your big data to find her, I’ll tell you. It’s heart-shaped."

Tristan’s dark pupils grew even deeper.

His heart was pounding harder than usual.

His voice trembled slightly. "Left side or right?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Above her left breast. My mom said it was about the size of a pinky nail. I don’t know if it got bigger as she grew up. If anyone in your database has a pink, heart-shaped birthmark in that spot, pull up their files. I’ll send my people to investigate."

Tristan’s long, slender fingers clenched into a fist.

A ringing filled his ears, and he barely heard anything else Hugo said.

’Could it be Noelle?’

Tristan’s thin lips were set in a cold, tight line.

He didn’t make a sound for a long moment.

"Tristan, are you listening?"

"I am."

Hugo cleared his throat. "About that shared power station project... I wasn’t intentionally going against you. You know that if you launched it, the project would have impacted the Sterling Group’s new energy market. I had no choice. I’m sorry. My mom doesn’t have much time left, and she misses my sister. As her son, I want to fulfill her dying wish. Let’s take this opportunity to bury the hatchet."

"I don’t blame you. It’s just the profit from one project."

They had grown up together, and their families had a tangled web of business and personal relationships. It was just that the incident had been so sudden, leaving a bad taste in his mouth.

’If I didn’t show some displeasure, everyone would start pulling stunts like that. How could I do business then?’

"Great. Thanks. Please take this matter with my sister seriously."

"Mm."

"I’m hanging up then. You’re injured, so don’t stay up late. Get some rest."

After the call ended, Tristan picked up the pack of cigarettes from the table and lit another one.

Pale blue smoke drifted slowly from his thin lips and nostrils.

’He was overthinking it.’

If the Sterling family’s little girl hadn’t gone missing, she would be twenty-six this year.

Noelle was twenty-seven.

As for the birthmark, it wasn’t strange for two people to have identical ones.

He and Ayan Lawson both had a pale, bluish, circular birthmark on their arms.

’How could something so dramatic happen to him?’

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

The one-year age difference alone explained everything.

The tightness in his chest seemed to lessen.

「The next day.」

Tristan pulled open his bedroom door and saw Noelle leaning against the doorway of the spare bedroom.

"What is it?"

Noelle held out her hand, rubbing her index and middle fingers together in the universal sign for money.

’She’s this impatient?’

’He was the head of Lawson. Did she really think he’d steal her money?’

Tristan’s eyes darkened slightly as he walked out, retrieving the case with the thirty million from his car.

Noelle held out her hand.

Tristan’s eyes, devoid of warmth, narrowed to slits.

Noelle’s expression was indifferent, not a hint of a smile on her delicate features.

For some reason, Tristan couldn’t help but feel a spark of anger.

It was obvious she had successfully captured his attention.

After the parent-child activity, she was like a completely different person.

First, she ran away from home.

Then, Wyatt Yates made a move on her.

Then came the divorce.

After that, the public reveal that she was Director Ford’s star disciple.

And now, getting thirty million from Hugo Sterling by selling paper cuttings.

Towards him, she was hot and cold.

She was even lukewarm to Joshua, whom she had always doted on.

’Saying she was tired of it.’

’He didn’t believe it for a second.’

’She had reacted to him several times before.’

’What on earth was she trying to do?’

’She’d already had his body, and now she wanted his heart, too?’

Tristan’s usual elegant and gentle demeanor turned somewhat gloomy.

Seeing him stand motionless, Noelle simply stepped forward to take the case from his hand.

Tristan suddenly tightened his grip on the case and called out in a low voice, "Noelle."

Noelle lifted her gaze to meet Tristan’s cold, somber eyes.

Both their hands were still locked on the handle of the case.

Noelle let go, her beautiful eyes tinged with faint anger. "Tristan Lawson, are you trying to break our agreement on the very first day?"

He had no intention of breaking the agreement.

’Forget it. It’s not worth arguing with her. Besides, he had no intention of taking her money anyway.’

Tristan pursed his lips and handed the case to Noelle.

Noelle had gone to such great lengths to orchestrate all this. He was quite curious to see just how far she would take it.

’It was only for a month.’

’He could play along with her.’

Once Noelle had the case, she walked straight toward the door.

She didn’t expect Tristan to unfreeze her bank cards.

Even if he did, she wouldn’t deposit the money into them.

She was just an orphan, while he was an all-powerful figure who could do whatever he wanted. Who knew if he’d pull the same trick again when he turned on her?

She would have to find a way to handle this money herself.

Noelle had just pulled open the villa’s front door.

Tessa Lawson was standing at the entrance, supporting Old Master Lawson, just as she was about to ring the doorbell.

The moment Old Master Lawson saw Noelle, his face turned ashen.

He pointed his cane at Noelle and said sternly, "You have some nerve, daring to lay a hand on Tristan."

Hearing the old master’s voice, Tristan walked over slowly.

Noelle shot Old Master Lawson a cold glance and tried to walk straight past him.

’What kind of attitude was that?’

’No one had ever dared to look at him like that!’

It instantly ignited Old Master Lawson’s fury.

An enraged person is the quickest to lose their reason.

Old Master Lawson uncontrollably raised his cane and swung it at Noelle.

Noelle’s pupils contracted. She lifted the case in her hand to defend herself.

She thought the cane was about to hit her...

But in the next second, she heard the dull thud of wood hitting flesh.

She found herself wrapped in Tristan’s arms.

"Tristan!"

Tessa Lawson let go of Old Master Lawson and rushed to grab Tristan’s arm, her face filled with anxiety. "Why are you so foolish? Does it hurt?"

Old Master Lawson never expected his cane to strike Tristan’s back. His hand went slack, and the cane fell to the floor.

This was his most beloved grandson.

From childhood to adulthood, although he had been very strict with him, he had never been willing to lay a finger on him.

Noelle looked up from Tristan’s embrace.

His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and a faint shadow of worry darkened his eyes.

He had taken the full force of that dull thud just now, yet he hadn’t moved an inch.

His calm and composed demeanor held a heart-stirring power.

For a moment, Noelle was dazed. The case slipped from her hand, hit the floor, and burst open on impact.

Stacks of pink hundred-yuan bills scattered out from the case.

Tessa Lawson’s gaze sharpened. She stared at the money strewn across the floor and then glared angrily at Noelle. "What are you doing with so much cash?"

Tristan put an arm around Noelle’s shoulder and turned her around. His ink-black pupils swept a cool glance over the bills on the floor before he faced Old Master Lawson and Tessa.

His voice was laced with an icy chill. "Is this the kind of class the Lawsons have?"

’Coming to my home first thing in the morning to beat someone up!’

’Do they think I’m dead?’