Chapter 91

Tristan returned to the villa and laid on the bed in the bedroom. He told Winnie that he didn't want to have dinner. Tristan recalled what had happened today. The overwhelming black mark hovered in his mind for a long time. Such a day finally passed, as if a century had passed. He never wanted to experience such a second day. The phone beside the bed rang. Tristan paused for about 10 seconds before he took it over and looked at the number. He pressed the answer key. An unfamiliar voice came to his ears, "Boss, I have found something clues on the accident. You should be mentally prepared. " The new assistant he said in a trembling voice. Tristan paused. Before he could be angry with his new assistant Rick, he said slowly, "Tell me." Rick seemed to have made up his mind, and his voice became more and more nervous. "It... It was Phoebe. Mr. Godoy, what should we do with it?” Tristan felt tired. No matter what happened, he didn't want to pay attention to it today.Tristan had already known that it was Phoebe who did it, the result would not be surprising, but only made him feel sad. When did she become so scheming? "Okay, I see. I'll deal with it tomorrow. Is there anything else?"Tristan asked in a cold voice. He really didn't want to hear these unpleasant things again. "Nothing else, I will contact you again if anything happens. The company is not peaceful recently. Since you are not here, your cousin often comes to make trouble." Rick tried to figure out Tristan’s tone, but he realized that he had said too much. Staring at the ceiling blankly, Tristan said, "I know. I'll go back to the company in two days. I will handle it. For the time being, you just need to stop him and tell him not to make trouble." Rick wiped the sweat off his forehead. Fortunately, his boss didn't care about what he had just said. It was said that being with the king was like accompanying a tiger. Rick thought that was right. If he was not careful, he would make a mistake. "Yes, sir." Rick hung up the phone nervously and completed the task successfully. Tristan thought it was indeed Phoebe who did it. Although he didn't want to admit and believe, the truth was clear. The phone in his hand was getting warm. He checked his contact list and found Cora’s number. He finally pressed the dial button. The phone rang for a long time, but Cora didn't answer it. Tristan closed his eyes and was about to hang up when he heard a familiar voice from the phone. "What's the matter?" While Cora was eating, the phone was put in the living room. It took her a lot of time to get it. Tristan listened to Cora’s voice, feeling that even though she was on the phone, there was still a trace of irresistible coldness. "Cora, I just want to tell you about the news. I've figured out who did it. It's Phoebe. Don't worry. I will give you an explanation.”Tristan’s was anxious to explain. However, to Cora, this explanation was nothing more than an excuse for his first love. In fact, it didn't matter whether he called her or not. He had always been on Phoebe’s side and was eager to criticize her. "Oh, it's okay. It's just what I said. I don't care about my reputation. Anyway, the company's reputation is great, isn't it? "Cora ridiculed. She even didn't believe she was so familiar with saying these words. "Cora, if you insist on saying something so unpleasant to make you happy. I have nothing to comment."Tristan said in a weak tone, no longer showing his usual arrogance. It turned out that after the dazzling light, they could only fall, not ascend. The greatest thing in one's life was not to be full of brilliance, but to be able to rise again after falling. "Enough, Tristan. Can't you stand these words? Oh, you have hurt me more than a thousand times than this. Since you can't bear it, why don't think about how I suffered in the past? Just live with your first love for the rest of your life. I beg you, please. Don't let your first love and you disturb me. I can't afford it, okay? " Cora raised her voice. Eddie was eating silently with a bowl in his hands. Even though Cora was so heartless, Eddie knew that Cora still loved Tristan. This kind of relationship, no matter how many things they had experienced, was still alive. Cora directly hung up the phone. There was no point in talking more. They were just some fearless quarrels kept bothering her. Hearing the busy sound,Tristan felt like he was in the winter sea. It was freezing cold. There was no warmth at all. He had to hold back his tears. Tristan turned off the phone and fell asleep. He didn't know when such a day would come to an end, but people always kept living like this. After hanging up the phone,Cora’s good mood was ruined by Tristan’s mentioning of first love. Sitting at the table angrily,Eddie glanced at Cora. “Cora, was it Tristan?"Eddie asked cautiously, fearing that Cora would be in a bad mood again. Cora was holding a bowl and serving a piece of sausage. She put it in her mouth, the sausage with Paris flavor gave off a different taste. Feeling that she was finally in a better mood, she nodded. As long as Tristan called,Cora would be triggered. And it exploded on the spot unconditionally. "What did he say?”Eddie wanted to analyze for his daughter, but Cora was in a fit of anger. "He said that it was Phoebe who exposed the news. He will give me an explanation." Eddie breathed a sigh of relief. "Isn't it good? It means that he finally knows the truth." "It's not that simple, Dad. So many things had happened. Even if it was Phoebe’s fault every time,Tristan always turned a blind eye to it. They had been in love for years. There was nothing wrong that couldn't be forgiven. He called me just to inform me because he is afraid that I would go out and talk nonsense to damage the image of the Godoy Group? " Cora voiced her thoughts. She knew him too well that she was no more hurt by his actions. For example, after being hurt many times, at the beginning, one would be painful to the heart and lungs, and at last, he/she would only be constantly scarred. The scar was so thick that calluses appeared on it, and it would be invulnerable.