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Anson was still rolling on the ground in pain, looking pale and miserable.
“Mr. Beckett, I’m just thinking of you. I didn’t know that you’re still interested in this woman. Had I known earlier, I wouldn’t dare to do this even if someone gave me the guts to!”
Anson thought that Tristan might still be interested in Joyce. Otherwise, Tristan would not treat him like this.
All Anson wanted to do now was smash his head on the wall. If he had known this, he would dare to get involved with this woman. Keith was stunned and could not help but speak out. “ Shut up, Anson! Who are you to talk over here? Who are you to meddle in Tristan’s affairs? You don’t want to live in Atlanta anymore, do you? Dumb*ss!”
Joyce snickered from the side and thought, ‘What a great show today! Simply wonderful!’
Only, she was not in the mood to watch this performance any longer.
It was a waste of time to continue watching another second of it.
Joyce looked at Yvette and said, “Let’s go somewhere else. Seeing these irritating fools really affects my mood.“
The only person she did not want to see was Tristan Beckett.
Yvette knew what Joyce was thinking. She was originally regretting her decision of bringing Joyce here, but as soon as she heard Joyce’s proposal, she immediately nodded her head in agreement.
Joyce took her purse, turned on her heels, and strutted out of the venue.
She did not care about all those prying eyes who were watching the drama.
‘They can just keep watching Tristan’s performance!’ Joyce thought.
Yvette went to get the car while Joyce waited at the entrance.
Joyce was looking down at her toes. The night breeze was slightly chilly.
Suddenly, she heard the familiar sound of heavy footsteps, but she did not turn around.
“Joyce.“ The man’s voice was deep, mellow, and extremely familiar. “Selena Price has been punished. I wonder if we can… Be friends?“
Tristan walked to Joyce’s side and looked at her with a complicated gaze.
This was the first time that Tristan Beckett had ever taken the initiative to make friends with a woman.
It would certainly be the talk of the town if word got out.
Tristan felt guilty and sorry toward Joyce, so he wanted her to at least give him a chance to make amends.
Selena was no longer an obstacle between them, and their misunderstanding had been cleared. After finding out Selena’s true character, Tristan felt even more ashamed and remorseful toward Joyce.
Hearing that, Joyce raised her eyes to glance sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making friends. Mr. Beckett, you don’t meet my standards of a friend, so just forget it.“
Tristan’s body stiffened for a while.
He could hear the rejection in Joyce’s words.
Not to mention friends, Joyce did not even want to greet him in passing.
“Mr. Beckett, don’t tell me that you think I only hate you so much because of Selena Price, right? That without her, I’ll accept and forgive you?“
The corners of Joyce’s lips hooked up into a playful smile.
Tristan’s expression became stiff and gradually sank.
He suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his chest.
His voice was cold and deep as he asked Joyce. “ What do you mean?“
‘Is it not because of that? I’ve already explained that I have nothing to do with Selena Price. Why am I worthless to her? Is there not even a chance of reconciliation between us?’ Tristan thought.
Joyce raised her eyebrows. The corners of her lips still had a cold smile.
What an irony!
“To be honest, I think that you’re a horrible person. While you were married, you didn’t hesitate to hurt your wife in exchange for someone else’s girlfriend’s happiness. How did you even manage to do that? Is it just to show your high morals? Don’t even talk to me about friendship. What do I care? I was the one who donated blood. I was the one who was slandered and defamed. I was the one who wasted three years of my youth! Why am I obliged to bear the consequences of all this for you? Don’t you find it repulsive? Between us, it has never been about Selena Price, but you, Tristan Beckett! “
Joyce’s smile faded by the time she finished her monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of her eyes. Tristan Beckett was the one who killed all her passion and affection with his own hands.
‘He wants me to feel grateful to him and get back together with him just because he said he had nothing to do with Selena Price? Dream on!’
Joyce turned around without even looking at him, then strutted away in her heels. Tristan stood there frozen in place. He could feel a bone- seeping chill from Joyce.
‘Am I not even qualified to approach her?’ Tristan thought.
He felt that Joyce had completely jumped out of his control and seemed to be beyond his grasp.
For some reason, this feeling made him panic. Yvette’s car was parked not far away waiting for her.
Once Joyce got into the car, she expressionlessly fastened her seat belt.
Yvette saw Tristan Beckett and snorted in disdain. “ What does he want with you?“
Joyce hooked the corner of her lips. “He wants to be friends.“
“Hah! Is he even worthy?“
“Of course not! “ Joyce raised her eyebrows righteously.
Looking at the man’s figure getting smaller in the rearview mirror, Joyce suddenly felt a little meaningless.
As soon as Joyce got home, she called Logan.
Her voice was cold as she said, “There’s a trust fund kid called Anson. I don’t care what his family does for a living, but as soon as I open my eyes tomorrow, I want to hear news of his family’s bankruptcy and disappearance from this circle.”
Logan did not know what happened earlier. This was the first time Joyce used Powell Corporation’s power to crush another company.
“Yes, President Joyce.”
Logan thought, ‘I guess I’ll have to work overtime again tonight…’
Early the next morning. Beckett Corporation.
Tristan Beckett came out of the conference room after a morning meeting.
He suddenly remembered something, turned around, and instructed his assistant Mitchell, “ Immediately terminate any cooperation with Anson’s company and acquire their company at a low price, then get him to leave Atlanta.“
Mitchell paused for a moment and did not understand where Tristan’s sudden idea came from. He looked at his boss with a complicated gaze and reported truthfully, “President, Anson’s family went bankrupt early this morning. They’re millions of dollars in debt and fled the country in a hurry. Even their residence has been sealed…“
‘I’m afraid it’s no longer possible to acquire Anson’s company…’ Mitchell thought.
Tristan frowned tightly. His expression was cold and solemn.
Without much thought, he knew that it must be Joyce’s doing.
‘She acted fast… ‘ Tristan thought of what she said last night and felt extremely uncomfortable.
He tried to suppress the strange feeling in his heart, then let out a faint “mm“ to indicate to Mitchell that he understood.
When Keith Ludwig found out about what happened to Anson, he was scared to death.
The meal in front of him instantly became tasteless!
Compared to Anson, Keith felt like Joyce had been very merciful to him.
If Joyce wanted to settle old scores with Keith, even Tristan might not be able to save him!
After some thought, Keith could not sit still and packed up his things, then ran straight to Powell Corporation.
Joyce only sneered when she was informed of Keith’s arrival.
She did not care about him at all.
“Don’t mind him. The next meeting will be held as scheduled.“
Logan nodded. “Yes, ma’am.“
After two last-minute meetings, Joyce went downstairs to check on the progress of the project and went to the staff cafeteria for a meal.
Her schedule was very tight.
Joyce finally relaxed when it was almost time to leave work.
Only then did she recall that Keith was looking for her earlier.
“Is he still here?“
Logan knew who Joyce was asking about and replied, “Yes, Mr. Ludwig is in the guest lounge. He already drank four cups of coffee and even ordered take-out…“
Joyce let out a light laugh. ‘Keith is really patient, huh?’
“Let him in.“
“Yes, ma’am.“ Logan retreated respectfully.
A moment later, Keith knocked on the door and came in holding a bunch of withered flowers.
Joyce raised her eyebrows. Keith flashed a bright smile.
“Joyce, you’re done so soon?“
Keith thought that he would have to wait until midnight when she was done working overtime.
Joyce folded her arms and taunted him. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Ludwig.“
Although she said so, her tone was not the slightest bit apologetic.
Keith laughed it off. “No, no… My time isn’t worth anything.“
‘It hasn’t been that long. Since I’m already here, I’m ready to put up with anything Joyce wants. As long as her anger subsides, everything will be worth it!’ Keith thought.