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Joyce’s so -called domineering boss lady persona was just a front.
She was just a divorced trust fund baby, so what was there to be proud of?
Joyce’s face was indifferent. The corners of her lips gently hooked up into a mocking arc.
Her voice was extremely cold as she said, “Yes, I am looking down on you! “
Under the light, Joyce looked so bright and glamorous.
She only needed to give that man one look without any other expression to kill his ego.
‘Who the hell does he think he is? He doesn’t even deserve my time of day! ‘ Joyce thought.
Joyce did not want to stay here for another second and immediately stood up intending to find Yvette.
Many people around them noticed the commotion.
The trust fund kid was ashamed and embarrassed when he saw that Joyce ignored him. He was so angry that he went up to grab her arm and cursed.
“Joyce, do you really think that you’re all that? You’re just a woman who was kicked out of the Beckett family! Do you think you’re so valuable as a divorced woman? It’s your blessing that someone is willing to buy you a drink. Who are you pretending to put on airs for? Tell me, how much does it cost to buy you a drink? I have plenty of money…“
Before he could finish his sentence, a glass of wine was splashed on his face.
Joyce acted so fast that he did not even notice that the glass of wine in her hand was empty.
Every single drop was splashed on his face. The dark liquid dripped down his wretched head.
Joyce rubbed her arm. Her gaze was extremely cold. “We’re in the twenty-first century. Since your mouth is so foul, you ought to wash it. Also, who are you to buy me a drink?“ Joyce snickered and shook her head, then sized up his flashy getup.
His outfit looked expensive, but the true elites would never wear brands that showed off their value at a glance.
“You can’t afford it…“
Compared to the exasperated trust fund kid in front of her, Joyce was a queen who would reject anyone.
She smiled arrogantly and looked so unattainable with the kind of innate noble aura.
Her temperament was absolutely overpowering.
The trust fund kid felt a rage in his chest and almost lost control of his reasoning. ‘So many people were watching, yet Joyce dared to treat me like this?!’
These trust fund kids always had people licking their boots and always had their way wherever they went because their families were wealthy.
If he admitted defeat this time, he would become the laughing stock of the gentry circle!
How dare a woman that Tristan Beckett abandoned be so arrogant?
“I’ll teach you a lesson, b*tch! “
The trust fund kid gritted his teeth and raised his arm to slap Joyce’s pretty face.
Unexpectedly, before he managed to slap her, a tall figure suddenly rushed to the front and dragged Joyce to the back.
The trust fund kid was heavily kicked in the chest.
He stumbled back and fell to the ground, then he curled up in pain and wailed miserably.
The hand that was yanking Joyce’s wrist was slender and beautiful, like a work of art.
A familiar yet strange smell that was tainted with a faint smell of alcohol enveloped her.
Joyce had been fascinated with this smell countless times before.
She wanted to get closer but dared not approach.
At this moment, Joyce only wanted to retreat quickly and run away.
That man was Tristan Beckett.
His tall figure towered over her as he stood in front of her. Joyce quickly broke away from his large hand after seeing his face clearly.
She took a step back and kept her distance from him.
When Tristan realized this, his eyebrows knitted together, and he felt a little lost.
However, he hid it quickly.
At this time, Keith came over in a hurry and looked at Tristan as well as the trust fund kid on the ground.
Keith was very surprised. “Anson, are you insane?! “
Anson’s family only had a small business that was not very well-known in Atlanta.
‘How dare he mess with Joyce and even attempt to hit her?!’
When the crowd saw this, they were all secretly surprised.
It was rumored that Tristan Beckett and Joyce Powell were at odds for a long time.
If that was the case, why did this ex-husband rush out to defend Joyce when she was in danger?
Yvette heard the commotion and ran over in a panic. She sized up Joyce and asked, “Are you alright?“
Joyce calmly nodded without the slightest bit of fear.
She was already prepared.
With her fighting skills, even if no one stepped in to help her, that trust fund kid would not be able to touch a hair on her head.
It was just that Tristan’s appearance was too unexpected.
The trust fund kid lying on the ground slowly returned to his senses. Although he was in pain, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and bear with it.
He did not know that Keith was speaking, so he did not think that the person who kicked him would be Tristan Beckett.
Before he could open his eyes, he shouted furiously, “Who dares to meddle in my business?! “
‘Someone still dares to help Joyce? What a dimwit!’ At this moment, his face was so distorted from the pain, as if his internal organs had been displaced. It was so painful that he gasped for air.
Keith laughed in exasperation.
“Anson, open your bloody eyes wide and take a look. Do you have a death wish?“
Usually, Anson would act so cowardly in front of Keith and Tristan, yet he was so bold to scold them now?
This was really unexpected!
This time, Anson could finally recognize Keith’s voice. ‘Isn’t that Keith Ludwig who’s often around Tristan Beckett?“
The trust fund kid’s body shook. He opened his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
Tristan’s eyes were cold and deep as he glared at him. It was very intimidating and frightening.
Anson could not care less about the pain he felt and quickly crawled to Tristan’s feet.
He respectfully and nervously said, “Mr. Beckett, why are you here?“
‘It shou1dn’t be! Didn’t Tristan hate Joyce? Why would he stand up for her?’
It was too late to think about that much, so Anson hurriedly made his position clear.
“Mr. Beckett, it’s a misunderstanding! I just want to teach this insensitive woman a lesson. She’s repeatedly slandered your reputation by spreading rumors online! She’s simply despicable! You can ignore it because you’re a magnanimous person, but as your friend, I really can’t stand it anymore and want her to know her place! “ Anson only did this for Tristan’s sake.
As soon as his words left his mouth, he received another heavy kick on his chest. His face instantly turned pale from the pain.
Tristan’s eyes were cold and sunken. He was expressionless as he said, “Who the hell are you? “
Keith Ludwig heard this and immediately ran to Joyce to clear any relationship between Tristan and Anson.
“We don’t know him! Tristan doesn’t know him at all, and this has nothing to do with Tristan. Anson did this on his own. Joyce… D-Don’t misunderstand this, okay?“
Keith knew that Tristan had no intention of getting into another conflict with Joyce.
From the time Tristan handed Selena Price over to the police, Keith knew that Tristan had fallen head over heels for Joyce.
It was just that Tristan himself did not even figure it out yet.
Therefore, Keith felt that he needed to stand up for Tristan to explain this to Joyce clearly.
‘Not everyone can be friends with Tristan! This shameless Anson! ‘ Keith thought.
When Joyce heard Keith’s words, she smiled under everyone’s watchful gaze.
However, her smile was icy.
“There’s no need to explain. It’s not the first time Mr. Beckett’s friends came to me looking for trouble anyway. Mr. Ludwig, didn’t you do the same back then?“
‘What’s the use of explanations anyway? Do they think that they can cut off any connection with a few sentences? Do they want me to be grateful to them? I’m not a fool and certainly won’t believe that they’re so kind as to help me!’
Keith felt guilty and kept quiet because he did not know how to refute Joyce.
In the past three years when Tristan was forced into marriage with Joyce, Keith did find a lot of trouble with Joyce.
Keith was not much better than Anson in that sense. He was indeed in no position to refute Joyce’s words.
‘She’s so ruthless! ‘ Keith thought.
Keith subconsciously glanced at Tristan, who was standing in front with a straight back.
Tristan’s hands at his side were tightly clenched, so much so that his veins were bulging out.
Keith knew that Tristan must be very angry at this moment.