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“Because I’m the customer…” Joyce hooked her lips and added, “Sam? Since when did you become a rich kid returning from abroad?”
Everything the sales manager described about Samantha earlier was completely fake!
Joyce raised her eyelids lazily and glanced at Samantha mockingly.
Samantha’s complexion was frozen for a moment. She looked at Joyce with a cold gaze. Her expression was gloomy as she gnashed her teeth.
The security guards arrived. If Samantha did not leave on her own accord, she would be asked to leave.
Joyce smiled and carelessly interlocked her fingers as she held her chin up. Her delicate and beautiful face showed an innocent and charming smile. ‘Tryna show me who’s boss? Is Samantha Lindt even qualified?’
Beckett Corporation President’s Office.
It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Tristan tapped his fingers on the desk slowly, one after another, which made Mitchell’s nerves tense.
He sat there with sunken eyes and said in a cold tone, “She went to the sales office to buy a house?”
Mitchell stood there respectfully. “Yes, the sales staff personally confirmed it, and I’ve seen the surveillance footage.
Ms. Powell went with Ms. Quimbey. They’re still there.”
Tristan’s eyes were deep. After a few seconds, he got up and said in a clear voice, ‘Lets go over and take a look”
Although Tristan did not know why Joyce went there, he wanted to see for himself what she was up to.
“Yes, sir,” Mitchell replied respectfully and could feel a heavy air enveloping Tristan.
Tristan’s reaction was always unexpected whenever it involved Joyce.
The sales manager introduced a few high-end boutique apartments and carefully asked, “Ms. Powell, are you satisfied with this style? Are you living by yourself?”
Joyce shook her head and was honest with her. “No, I’m buying this as a gift. He’s a bachelor that just returned from abroad. If there is any old furniture inside, please change it to Swiss furniture. It must be the best range. Cost isn’t a problem.”
‘My second brother deserves the best!’
“Yes, miss.”
Tristan, who was at the door, stopped in his tracks. His eyes grew cold.
`She came to buy a house for a bachelor? Is it that Sunner?!’
If this scene was filmed with a motive and uploaded to the internet, it would immediately cause a huge sensation.
[Joyce bought Tristan Beckett’s property to house her new lover. How sad is that?!
(Hahahaha! I somehow want to laugh at this.
Why is Joyce so great?’
(Mr. Beckett should make a personal recommendation for his ex-wife to buy a house for another man!’
The contract was simple. Joyce did not look at it carefully and settled on this unit mainly because the environment was quiet and secluded, which was a rare find.
If the interior was not satisfactory, she would just have it replaced since it was not a big deal.
After the signing, Joyce lightly glanced at her million-dollar Jaeger-LeCoultre watch on her wrist, then picked up her purse and said, “I’ll make the payment now.”
Before she turned around, there was a commotion at the entrance. The sales manager immediately bowed in greeting. ”
Good day, President!”
Tristan went over to Joyce. His eyes were sunken and his voice was clear. “Have you chosen yet?”
He asked knowingly as he had just heard everything cleaily.
It was as if he was deliberately looking for his own discomfort.
Hearing his voice, Joyce did not turn around and only felt his burning gaze on her back.
The surroundings seemed to quiet down on this.
The air pressure between the two of thein was getting lower by the second. The sales manager coughed and intended to ease the atmosphere.
“Since President Beckett is here and Ms.
Powell is an acquaintance, we can offer you an internal discount…”
Joyce hooked her lips and snorted coldly.
m not friends with him, so there’s no need for a discount.’
The atmosphere was once again stagnant.
Joyce raised her head and looked at Tristan’s cold and deep gaze without avoidance.
“Does everyone who comes to buy a house here get personally received by Mr.
Beckett?”
‘Why should I get this unjust treatment! I don want to see Tristan Beckett!”
‘Joyce, you’re different,” Tristan spoke in a mellow voice.
“What’s different?” Joyce raised her eyebrows. Her voice was icy.
‘Is it because I’m now the CEO of Powell
Corporation?
Is getting received by Tristan
Beckett considered preferential treatment?
“You’re my ex-wife, so you’re different from others.”
When the word “ex-wife” came out of his mouth, Tristan Beckett felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
He could not describe that discomfort.
“Which house do you like? Ill buy it for you,”
Tristan said.
Back then at the Share Fashion Show,
Joyce had willfully asked Kai for a yacht.
That scene was extraordinarily piercing to
Tristan’s eyes.
Tristan recalled that he had never given Joyce any gift before.
If Joyce could accept his gift now, he might feel a lot better about himself.
Joyce let out a light laugh like she had heard some kind of joke.
However, there was no emotion in her eyes.
“Buy it for me? Mr. Beckett, you’re really generous. Are you always so generous to your ex?”
Tristan frowned slightly and was just about to speak, but Joyce did not give him the chance to. You said so yourself that I’m your ‘ex-wife’. That means we no longer have anything to do with each other and I have no reason to accept your gift, lest your family tries to sling mud at me again saying that I’m a gold digger.”
Joyce looked at the sales manager on the side. “I’ll pay by card in full.”
She did not want to owe Tristan Beckett anything, especially for such a small amount of money.
Joyce did not want to touch the Beckett family’s money at all.
The sales manager was torn as she looked at Tristan, whose brow furrowed deeper.
She was eager to get this commission, but would the boss allow it?
Mitchell, who was standing at the back, gave the sales manager a look, so the manager had a good sense to leave immediately.
Tristan was just about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. He frowned and picked it up.
The other party spoke urgently.
Terg! Selena got into a car accident and lost too much blood! She’s in the hospital now…”
Since they were in proximity to each other,
Joyce could hear the conversation clearly.
Regardless of the time, that name always made her alert.
Tristan frowned and was stunned. His face was shrouded in a layer of annoyance and anxiety.
“Got it. I’ll be right there He immediately hung up the phone and looked at Joyce with his dark eyes. “She just got into a car accident..”
Tristan knew that Joyce must have heard it.
Joyce smiled as if nothing had happened and sneered.
-Mr. Beckett, your IQ is really so low. Is
Ms. Price a cat with nine lives? She can’t even die after so many times, but as soon as you’re there, she’s alive and kicking”?’
Tristan’s face stiffened. His eyes instantly deepened and his brows knitted.
His chest also tightened.
“Luckily, I didn’t accept your ‘gift’.
Otherwise, have to donate blood to that woman. You should leave that house to Ms.
Price instead and pray that she lives well so that you won’t be widowed before you even get married…” Joyce said with gritted teeth, then turned to the sales manager.
Tristan started at her back. His face was taut and extremely glum.
“President, we should get going…” Mitchell had also received a call from the hospital.
At the hospital.
Keith Ludwig stood at the door of the ward while Ingrid Beckett shrank into a corner, shivering in fear.
“What’s going on?” Tristan’s voice was cold.
Keith pointed at Ingrid. “Get her to explain.’
Ingrid was so scared that she cried. Under
Tristan’s intimidating gaze, she finally could not help but shout, “It has nothing to do with me! It’s all because of that b*tch Joyce! She forced her!”