Chapter 115

Tristan nodded, "Okay." Cora didn't say anything.Tristan’s farfetched reason fooled James so easily. But it didn't matter. Tristan was in the front, followed by Cora The two of them went to the dining room one after the other. Since they came to the villa yesterday, the two of them had been like this. They kept a distance all the time and rarely walked side by side. James squinted slightly at the two people in front of him who were walking one after another. He was worried about the young couple, but he had no choice. Just like what happened in the past on himself, he always felt that the opportunity was in his hand, but he didn't know that the opportunity would disappear in an instant. The longer the time was, the less the opportunity would be. After breakfast in the afternoon,Lady Jane stood at the gate of the villa and watched Tristan, Cora and his son get in the car. Tristan and Cora waved goodbye to Lady Jane and told her to take care of herself.Lady Jane nodded repeatedly. Seeing the car driving away, Lady Jane couldn't help but burst into tears.She had never been so lonely before. The feeling of separation forever struck Lady Jane’s heart. Even the strongest woman could not control herself at such a moment. Even if she knew that they would willingly stay with her until the end but she didn’t want them to stay. She didn’t want them to watch her slowly lose her life. The servant who was pushing the wheelchair aside didn't know whether to push her or not. She had no choice but to wait aside, trembling with fear. Lady Jane had stood at the door in the cold wind for a long time before she asked the servant to push her in. Although her head ached as soon as she got a blow of cold wind, she still wanted to have a clear feeling at this moment. She was afraid that when she was about to die in the future, she would not even have such a painful feeling. The cold wind swept over her face. After a long time, even the servant next to her felt herself frozen stiff. Then Lady Jane said gently, "Well, let's go back." The servant's hands that were pushing the wheelchair became stiff.She was secretly glad that Lady Jane was finally going to enter the house. Tristan drove the car, while Cora and James sat in the back row. He fixed his eyes on the road ahead. He couldn't forget his grandmother’s aged face just now. He even wanted to leave all these things behind and accompany her. However, he knew that Lady Jane’s greatest hope was that he could support the whole family and the ancestral business. If he gave up now, he would be looked down upon. A man should stand tall and upright. There was no other reason or excuse for him. He had to hold on. From time to time, Cora looked up at Tristan’s expression in the rear-view mirror in front of her. She knew that under Tristan’s cold appearance, there was a fragile heart. She knew him very well. When they got on the car just now, Tristan wiped the corner of his eyes secretly. If it was Cora, she would have stayed by her Grandma’s side, but Tristan was different. What he carried was not only a company, but also Lady Jane’s lifelong efforts and heroic dreams. For her sake, Tristan couldn't lose. Even if no one else gave Tristan the pressure, he knew that the pressure would always be given by himself. Only he himself could turn pressure into motivation. The pressure was like an egg, breaking through from the inside, it would be a new life, but breaking through from the outside, it would just be an egg. It was already 8 o'clock in the evening when Tristan sent Cora home. Her home was out of his way, so he had to turn and see her off first. When Cora got out of the car, she said goodbye to James kindly. Tristan just glanced at her, saying nothing. Cora knew that it was meaningless to say it or not. So she nodded to him. Tristan ignored her and drove away quickly. A sense of loss rose in Cora’s heart. She was really free now. She had fought for her freedom for so long, but she felt it meaningless after she really got it. Tristan returned to the villa and settled down. Then he lay on the sofa in the living room and began to call his assistant. At that time, James was eating chips and watching TV. Winnie was preparing the midnight snack for the two of them in the kitchen. Lily had grown bigger, and now was lying obediently in her bed. The weather was cold, and the dog was not in a good mood either. The voice of the TV was just right.Tristan heard the somewhat strange but familiar female voice on the phone, "Hello, Mr. Godoy. I have investigated the matter you informed me." "How about it?"Tristan asked in a cold voice. Cindy didn't think there was anything wrong with Tristan’s tone. After all, bosses were the same. "Mr. Godoy, the jewelry store of Alvin is now flourishing. Previously, another jewelry store had already gained a firm foothold in the jewelry industry, but the rise of Alvin’s company quickly replaced its position. Now, all of the jewelry shops of Alvin are monopolized exclusively, and the supplier is a famous jewelry merchant in South Africa..." Cindy said without stop. Hearing a lot of compliments about Alvin, Tristan frowned and said, "I don't want to hear these words to boost the morale of the other party. I just want to know the weakness of his company which can lead to the bankrupt in a short time." “Unless there is something irreparable happened in the jewelry store, or there is something wrong with the suppliers." Cindy didn't expect that Tristan would speak out his intention so directly without hiding it from her. "So how can something irreversible happen?" Tristan stood up, took out a cigarette and walked to the balcony. He needed to smoke to calm himself down when he was thinking. James had already heard the content of Tristan phone call, and he couldn't help thinking about his question. "Mr. Godoy, do you really want me to tell you?" Cindy asked tentatively. Although she did have the means to do so, she was afraid that it would not be good for her to show it. "Forget it. Keep an eye on the development of the new energy project. From this week on, the company has entered the accelerated operation stage. Don't make any mistakes, do you understand?" Tristan drew heavily on his cigarette and looked at the night scene in front of him. Tristan was so soft hearted before that some small potatoes came to bully him.So he would never be soft hearted. "By the way, keep an eye on Marcus for me. If there is anything wrong, let me know at any time. It's better to let him 'make trouble'. If he does, we can directly fire him." Tristan said with a fake smile, which made Cindy feel a chill on her back. "I see, Mr. Godoy. Is there anything else I can do for you?" Cindy wrote down Tristan’s request on her notebook, not because she had a bad memory, but because she could write down the plan after that. "Hire two bodyguards for me. It's not safe recently. They'd better follow me secretly." Tristan squinted his eyes. He still remembered the car accident last time, so he had to learn a lesson. "Okay. Boss. I see. I will do what you ask me to do as soon as possible." Cindy hung up the phone quickly after finishing her words. Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had a prejudice against female assistants before. He thought that the female assistants were only focused on the boss instead of work. Now this new assistant made Tristan realize his prejudice. It seemed that the human resource department had found a good person this time. After hanging up the phone and walking to the living room, James looked up at him and asked, "Tristan, do you have any plans for the things you said?" Tristan shook his head and said, "I have a preliminary idea. It's not mature yet." James changed the subject. In fact, he already knew the answer, but he still wanted to confirm it, "Why do you want to destroy his company?" "He did something bad to me last time. Although I don't have any evidence, I'm still investigating.He tried to take advantage of Cora." Tristan’s eyes were filled with coldness when he talked about Alvin. It was absolutely unforgivable that Alvin dared to covet his woman. He even went as far as drugging her.