Chapter 145: See You in Court
Their eyes t.
For a mont, the air stood still.
A faint smile played on Julian Jennings’s lips as he naturally averted his gaze back to his computer screen, responding to what she had said.
It was almost nine o’clock.
Rachel Royce took lissa upstairs to rest.
"I’ll send you the docunts in a bit. You can look them over," Julian said.
"Okay," Rachel replied.
lissa waved goodbye to them.
June Jennings reminded her, "Rember to bring lissa upstairs for breakfast tomorrow morning."
Rachel nodded. "Okay, I will."
Rachel took lissa back upstairs.
Although she didn’t live here often, a cleaning lady ca by regularly, so the apartnt was spotless and didn’t need any extra tidying.
Just as Rachel had run the bathwater and was about to give lissa a bath...
She heard a voice from the living room say, "Daddy."
Startled, Rachel hurried out of the bathroom.
lissa had walked to the entrance and opened the door for Tristan Sterling.
Rachel stood frozen in place, watching in stunned disbelief.
lissa ca in, holding her father’s hand.
Tristan was carrying a bag that seed to contain lissa’s things.
Rachel walked over, her brow furrowed. "What are you doing here?"
Tristan saw the displeasure in her eyes, but before he could answer...
lissa spoke up. "Aunt Evelynn, Daddy called . I told him I was staying here with you, so he brought my clothes over." Her voice was soft, like a child who had done sothing wrong, guiltily afraid that Rachel would be angry.
In an instant.
Rachel’s heart completely lted.
She bent down, reached out to hug lissa, and said, "lissa, let’s go take our bath first!"
Seeing that Rachel wasn’t angry, lissa’s tense little face instantly relaxed, and she nodded obediently.
Tristan held the bag out to her. "These are lissa’s clothes."
Rachel glanced at it, took it, and then carried lissa into the bathroom.
「Half an hour later.」
lissa finished her bath.
She stepped out of the bathroom.
"Daddy!"
lissa ran toward her father and happily threw herself into his arms.
Rachel watched the man sitting on the sofa.
The father and daughter played for a little while.
"Alright, go to sleep with Aunt Evelynn now."
lissa ran to Rachel’s side. "Aunt Evelynn, can Daddy stay here tonight?"
Rachel said, "Your daddy has to go ho. There’s no room for him here."
lissa said "Oh," then turned to Tristan. "Daddy, take out the present for Aunt Evelynn."
Rachel was taken aback.
Tristan then pulled a velvet box from the bag.
lissa took it from him, opened it, and presented it to Rachel with both hands. "Aunt Evelynn, this is for you. I picked out this necklace for you. Do you like it?"
The necklace had a pink diamond pendant. The craftsmanship and design were clearly the work of a top master.
While Tristan was in the United States, he had video-called lissa to pick out a gift. He let her choose, and lissa said she wanted to pick a necklace for Aunt Evelynn.
Tristan let her choose, but the necklace was a global limited edition that had to be shipped from France. It had only just arrived in the country today.
Rachel looked at the pink necklace, then at the happy, expectant smile in lissa’s eyes.
A faint smile touched her lips. "I love it!"
Hearing Rachel’s words, lissa bead happily.
"Alright, ti for bed."
"Okay."
Rachel took the necklace.
She led lissa back to her bedroom.
Even though it was a completely unfamiliar environnt...
With Aunt Evelynn by her side, lissa slept soundly and peacefully.
After she had lulled lissa to sleep...
Rachel prepared to take a shower, get ready, and then deal with so work.
Then she rembered Tristan.
She quietly left the bedroom and saw the man sitting on the sofa. Walking over, she held the velvet box out to him and said coolly, "Take this back. I don’t need the necklace."
Tristan’s cold eyes swept over the box on the coffee table before landing on her. "If you don’t need it or don’t like it, you can tell lissa directly. You don’t need to do it for you."
Rachel’s eyes darkened as she stared at him. ’This is just like his malicious way of doing things.’
She sat down on the adjacent sofa, took out her phone, and said, "Fine, then. How much was it? I’ll transfer you the money right now."
Tristan said, "Wait until you’ve explained it clearly to lissa tomorrow. If she agrees, then you can transfer the money to ."
Rachel: "..."
’The bastard was doing this on purpose just to spite her.’
"Tristan, don’t you bring lissa into this. We’re about to get a divorce. I don’t need anything you’ve spent a single cent on." Rachel really didn’t want to fight with him or let it ruin her mood, but at this mont, she was exceptionally irritated.
Tristan’s deep, dark eyes watched her, his handso face calm. A cool, faint smile touched his lips. "Then wait until the day of the divorce to transfer the money."
Rachel stared at him, her brows tightly knitted, feeling as if she couldn’t breathe properly.
She took a deep breath to calm herself, leaned back against the sofa, and looked at him. "Your lawyer said you were open to a private settlent. What kind of settlent did you have in mind?"
Tristan’s gaze was fixed on his tablet, his profile cold and stern. "You chose to refuse. The window for diation has already passed."
His attitude was one of complete refusal to negotiate.
Rachel’s face hardened. "Fine. Then I’ll see you in court. Can you leave now?"
Without lifting his eyes, Tristan said unhurriedly, "I have to take lissa for a dical check-up tomorrow morning."
So, he had no intention of leaving.
Rachel couldn’t help but frown. "You can co pick her up tomorrow morning."
Tristan looked up, a mocking curve on his lips. "What are you afraid of? I’m not interested in you."
"You..."
Rachel clenched her fists, her face flushing with anger.
lissa was sleeping in the other room, and she rembered the scene from last ti when lissa had woken up startled.
She snatched the docunts from his hand, threw them in the trash, and turned back to her room. Besides the master bedroom, all the other rooms were empty anyway.
The man watched the woman’s fuming back as she left.
He just let out a soft laugh.
「The next morning.」
When Rachel got up and went to the kitchen for so water, she saw the tall, imposing figure of the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. The first rays of morning light fell on him, casting a faint halo.
Seeing the docunts laid out on the coffee table, it was obvious he had worked all night.
Yet, despite the long night, he was still in the sa dress shirt and trousers from yesterday, his clothes still neat and unrumpled. He didn’t look the least bit tired.
The man finished his call.
He put down his phone, turned, and saw the woman standing not far away. She was in a long nightgown that revealed only a small section of her slender calves, her hair was ssy, and she exuded the languid air of soone who had just woken up.
Rachel coolly averted her gaze and went into the kitchen to get a glass of warm water.
After that, she went to the bathroom to wash up.
The entire ti, she didn’t spare him a single glance.
By the ti she was dressed and ready...
lissa was also awake.
Having just woken up, lissa was especially clingy.
Rachel held lissa and cuddled with her for a while before changing her clothes.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Tristan glanced toward the door, put down his phone and docunts, got up, and walked over to open it.
The mont Julian Jennings saw Tristan, his brow tightened slightly, a clear look of surprise in his eyes.
When Tristan looked at Julian, his handso face was devoid of emotion, as if he wasn’t surprised at all.
For a few seconds, they faced off.
Neither of them spoke.
The air around them seed to freeze in an instant.
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