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When they got to the conference room, Tristan saw Joyce and Sunner leaning closely together while talking, which made him frown,
His heart also felt extremely uncomfortable.
Tristan’s eyebrows had a hint of annoyance as he went in with a gloomy face. He walked in big strides and sat down opposite Joyce.
Seeing this, Gerard immediately understood.
Gerard sat down on the main seat and paused for a moment.
“On behalf of J&L. Corporation, I’d like to officially welcome the arrival of our two partners. With regards to this research project, Beckett Corporation has already sent their people to participate in the follow-
up works. Ms. Powell, who do you plan to have to represent your side?”
Joyce smiled and looked at Maverick, who was next to her.
“Sunner, leave this to you.”
Joyce gently grabbed Maverick’s sleeve, which was a little habit of hers.
Maverick then patted the back of her hand with familiarity.
Tristan noticed their actions, so his brow furrowed even deeper.
Gerard nodded. “Okay, he can get acquainted with Molly Stewart in a moment.”
Tristan suddenly questioned their decision in a cold voice. “Not everyone is qualified to participate in this.”
Joyce lifted her eyelids insouciantly. “I call the shots here.”
The atmosphere was stagnant for a while.
Fortunately, Tristan Beckett did not pursue it further. The topic changed to determine the project’s direction.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour, and it had started to rain outside.
When everyone went out, they ran into their cars one after another. Since the steps at the entrance were on low terrain, a pool of stagnant rainwater had accumulated there.
Joyce walked out last. She was wearing her custom-made Manoios that were incredibly sleek and exquisite, so she hesitantly stood on the steps_
Powell Corporation’s Rolls-Royce parked not far from the steps. The driver could not get any closer even if he wanted to.
Maverick noticed his sister’s expression.
Since there was only one umbrella left,
Maverick habitually took it and propped it over Joyce’s head. “Shall we?”
Joyce lowered her head and pointed her toes as she said with regret, “The diamonds on these shoes will fall off if they get wet…”
Maverick heard this and glanced at her. He saw that she was wearing a short skirt today that was not suitable for being carried because picking her up would risk exposing her.
Thus, he took off his bespoke suit jacket and threw it on the ground in front of her. He propped the umbrella on top of her head, went two steps down, and held out his hand as he said with extreme patience, “Now it won’t get wet. Let’s go.’
Joyce sighed and thought she could only make do with this.
She placed her hand on Maverick’s palm, stepped on his expensive jacket, and got into the car.
The driver, who saw this scene, secretly grieved for himself and thought, Please don’
t fire me because of my driving skills..,’
Two other people saw this scene as well.
Gerard Lichman shook his head,
‘Now I’ve finally witnessed how nitpicky a princess could be! She might even care if the air around her isn’t sweet enough, yet you treated her like dirt!”
Tristan stared at the car with sunken eyes and gave him a cold look.
He secretly clenched his teeth as he knew about Maverick’s true identity.
Even international big shots were humble in that man’s presence and took the initiative to reach out to him, yet he was being so servile to Joyce!
The relationship between these two seemed to have exceeded the boundary of regular friends.
Were they too close?
“Joyce!”
A shout of surprise came from the side as
Molly Stewart waved at Joyce from a short distance away. she was holding Tigger as she ran towards Joyce with great enthusiasm.
Joyce was stunned and smiled in response.
She then whispered to Maverick, “She’s Molly Stewart.”
Maverick frowned. By then, Molly had already run to them and was just about to hug Joyce when she noticed Maverick, who was standing in arm’s reach.
She was stupefied for a moment before she shouted in shock, “Holy sh*t! The Great God!”
Without another word, Molly chucked
Tigger aside and hugged Maverick, which made Maverick’s face turn white from shock.
Maverick felt shy and embarrassed as he pried this woman off his body. He sounded upset as he said, “Please have some self-respect.”
How could Molly care for self-respect when she saw her idol?
Molly could not control her excitement and was not offended from being pushed away.
She tilted her head to look at the tall and lean Greek god of a man.
“I’m Molly Stewart! I’ve sent you a friend request and you’ve given me plenty of advice!”
At this time, Molly thought it was important to close the distance between them.
Maverick gave her a slightly disdainful look.
“I know. You’re stupid, slow, and untalented.
A simple calculation can make you spin in circles…”
Seeing that Molly’s excitement a few seconds ago gradually morphed into distress, Joyce hurriedly tugged on
Maverick’s sleeve and shook her head.
Maverick paused, then looked at Tigger who was crawling on the ground. His tone changed.
“But… Tigger is well-designed and made of a solid material.”
Molly looked up at Maverick and smiled.
Her sadness earlier seemed to have vanished.”Ws just a stupid tiger. I can still make it smarter!”
Tigger kicked Molly with Its furry paw in protest. “You’re the stupid tiger! Your whole family is stupid!”
‘ Molly gave Tigger a threatening look and turned to Joyce and Maverick.
You guys really know each other! Joyce is
The Great God your friend?”
Joyce smiled and nodded, then tugged on
Maverick’s arm.
“Molly’s my friend, so you need to be nicer to her. Don’t treat her the same way as you treat your PhD students.”
Maverick was speechless. He looked away and let out a light grunt.
Molly rubbed her hands in surprise and winked at Joyce.
Joyce added, “He’ll be joining this project as an external consultant. Molly, please take care of him during this time_ ik
Molly stared at her in surprise. “HuhT
The Great God is gonna listen to my command?!’ Molly thought.
Seeing Molly’s trembling body, Joyce laughed and whispered in her ear. “His identity should be kept secret for now.”
Molly nodded in understanding and was still somewhat dumbfounded.
After saying their goodbyes, Joyce turned around and got into the car.
The hem of her skirt accidentally got stuck in the door slit, so Joyce let out a cry of surprise.
Maverick silently threw away the umbrella, knelt on one knee to carefully unhook Joyce
‘s skirt, then turned to see the shocked and dumbfounded Molly.
His voice was extremely clear and cold as he said, “Please help me to throw away the trash. Thank you.”
Without waiting for Molly to answer,
Maverick got into the car and closed the door. Their car then disappeared into the rain.
Tigger, who was still playing in a pool of water on the side, was left abandoned and confused_
haven’t gotten into the car yet…’
Gerard Lichman and Tristan Beckett walked over to Molly.
Gerard said, “Molly, do you know the man beside Ms. Powell?”
Molly Stewart was still immersed in the fact that she had just seen The Great God
Maverick lowering his stature and doing everything for Joyce. She felt envious yet found it rightful.
‘They’re both such a match made in heaven!’
Molly thought.
She subconsciously nodded her head, then shook it decisively a second later.
,’Hope,”
‘Joyce said to keep it a secret!’
Tristan narrowed his eyes. Molly picked up the suit jacket and umbrella on the ground, then turned and ran away. ‘I’m just a researcher and can’t deal with these business people!’
Tigger looked left and right and was about to dial Joyce’s number with its built-in function when it was suddenly picked up with one hand.
Tristan frowned and stared at it, feeling that something was off about it