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He wanted to show weakness, but she was not heartbroken.
Faced with Joyce, Tristan felt like there was nothing he could do.
Keith heard a commotion outside the private room and rushed over.
“Beckett, quick! Colton’s dragging Melanie to the hospital… Oh, Joyce’s still here?”
Joyce smiled faintly as a greeting. She did not say another word and turned to leave.
Her departing back looked so isolated and determined.
Tristan only thought about Joyce’s indifferent gaze that pierced his heart.
He did not yell or lose his composure. The emotions in his eyes also dissipated and he looked very calm.
However, his fists were tightly clenched, which made the veins in his arms bulge out, betraying his suppressed waves of anger.
Keith called out to him, but he did not move, 0 he could guess what was going on.
When Keith wanted to say a few words of comfort, Tristan suddenly turned and left.
Keith called out to him a few times, but he saw the storm brewing in Tristan’s eyes and had a bad feeling about it. He was about to chase after Tristan when more screams came from Colton’s private room.
Thus, Keith hurriedly went back in to help out.
Joyce returned to Nathaniel’s private room. Miles saw her and knew that Tristan had returned in defeat.
In love, the person who compromises first was usually the more committed one, Nathaniel really did order a bottle of vintage Chéteau d”Yquem for Joyce, but she was no longer in the mood to drink.
Al she thought about was Tristan’s reddened eyes, which made her unsettled.
‘Did | go too far?’ However, Tristan would have to accept the reality sooner or later. One day, she would have a boyfriend, and he would also marry someone else. 1
Colton White’s private room was a few rooms away from theirs, which was quite a distance from ‘the corridor. }
What no one noticed was that the layout of this building was actually an irregular S -shape. Thus, §
their balcony was actually only next to Colton’s balcony.
Joyce went out to the balcony to get some air. Keith, who was at his balcony, saw Joyce at a §
glance and immediately hid behind the curtains.
Keith did not want to confront this majesty at this moment. §
Miles came over with a glass of Chateau d’ Yquem and handed it to her.
“Bad mood?” }
Joyce took it over and smiled. She looked at the traffic outside and saw the fog enveloping the whole city.“Not as good a mood as you’re in.”
Miles could not help but laugh. “Right, that’s because you acted well.”
He took his glass and gently clinked ft with her. He then raised his glass and drank it all.
Joyce took a sip of the wine. It was mellow and sweet, with the right amount of richness. The alcohol lingered on the tip of her tongue.
“You played along well too. We look just like a real couple…”
Perhaps his anger motivated him to perform better.
Keith was so frightened that his legs started to wobble for fear of being discovered by Joyce.
After a long time, the two people on the balcony finally left Keith trembled and quickly took out his phone to send the voice recording to Tristan.
This time, Tristan could finally rest well.
Tristan saw the notification on his phone and clicked on it.
“Right, that’s because you acted well.” It was Miles Kavanagh’s voice.
“You played along well too. We look just like @ real couple..” This was Joyce’s voice.
The two people tacitly delinked their glasses…
Tristan’s body stiffened for a moment and listened to it over and over again. The stuffiness in his chest suddenly disappeared. The gloom and rage in his eyes also vanished.
Tristan hooked his lips. It turned out to be a fake He breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the car seat. He felt relaxed as he closed his eyes.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and instructed the driver.
“Get Mitchell to come back.”
Since their relationship was fake, Tristan no longer needed to worry about Miles. The raging storm that was brewing i Tristan suddenly turned into clear skies.
“Yes, sir.” The driver dared not delay another moment.
Joyce partied with them until past 1:00 am and won many rounds of poker.
Although Joyce could see that everyone was intentionally letting her win, she still could not resist the itch to play one round after another.
Finally, Joyce only stopped after seeing Mikayla’s dark eye circles and pitiful eyes from losing so much.
The next day, Joyce slept until mid-morning. She was smart to shut Tigger out the door last night so no one would bother her.
The sun lazily crept onto her face, but Joyce just turned around and continued to sleep.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
‘Damn it, I forgot to mute it!’
The ringing was incessant, so Joyce picked it up irritably. When she saw the caller ID, she was even more speechless.
“Yvette Quimbey, do you have something against me that you won’t let me sleep in peace?!”
Yvette was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed out loud.
“Do you know what you’ve missed while you slept?”
“What?”
“Colton’s wedding! It’s a different bride!”
Joyce was dumbstruck by this news, She paused for a moment. “Huh?”
“I heard that Colton’s fiancée’s ex-boyfriend showed up at their bachelor party last night. I don’t know what he said, but Colton dragged his fiancée to the hospital, and they found out that she wasn’t even pregnant!”
Yvette just kept pouring the tea, so much so that Joyce could hardly catch up.
“Colton’s bride is now this rich girl from a neighboring city who chased him for a long time. She’s from an academic family and isn’t as rich as the Whites, but she’s certainly a lot better than the previous one.”
Joyce’s drowsiness faded. Yvette still did not know that Joyce was the one who was with that ex-boyfriend last night.
She did not expect that this would stir up so much drama.
Joyce thought that once Colton found out, he would at most cancel the wedding.
She never thought that Melanie was faking the pregnancy and that Colton would just change his bride overnight.
It seemed that Colton really did not want to forgive Melanie.
Joyce pursed her lips. “How is that new bride even willing to marry him?”
Yvette spoke insouciantly, “How’s she not willing? I heard that she was the one who approached Colton, and he agreed. The White family won’t be able to find another girl in our circle that will willingly marry their son. Who doesn’t know what a sh*thead Colton is? No one will put their daughter through this mess.”
Joyce was silent for a while. ‘That’s true…
After chatting with Yvette for a few minutes, Joyce lazily got out of bed.
It was almost noon. Joyce intended to have lunch nearby the office before heading to work to ask Logan about the progress of Clayton Sloan’s investigation. When she was halfway there, she received a call from Logan saying that Clayton Sloan actually shown up at the University of Atlanta.
Without further ado, Joyce hurriedly drove towards the university.
Everyone was talking about this big shot, so after a casual inquiry, Joyce found out that he was giving a speech to the students.
She hurried to the auditorium but was dumbfounded as soon as she entered the door.
The auditorium was so packed that all the seats were filled. There were even some people standing at the back.
It seemed that everyone was very curious about this Wall Street bigwig Clayton Sloan that they wanted to see what he looked like.
Joyce stood there looking torn. She did not know whether to go in or not and was very hesitant to squat at the door. Suddenly, someone beckoned towards her with a clear and mellow voice.
“Joyce, come here…”
Joyce looked up and saw Tristan Beckett sitting in the middle of the first row, wearing an expensive custom-made suit and a watch worth several houses on his wrist. He was surrounded by such a noble and confident air that he seemed so out of place in this crowded auditorium.
There was an empty seat next to him, but no one dared to sit.
It felt blasphemous for anyone to approach him.
Joyce was surprised for a moment and hesitated for two seconds before she walked over. Compared to her hatred for him, making money was certainly the priority.
No matter what, Joyce would not disregard a chance to earn big bucks.
“Why are you here?”
Joyce asked in a tone that was not very kind and gentle.
Tristan smiled and slowly said, “The same reason why you’re here, of course.”
Needless to say, the tacit agreement between business people was only about interest. Their goal was the same person – Clayton Sloan.
Joyce walked over and sat down. They were so close that she could smell his minty cologne.
Their stunning appearances naturally attracted a lot of attention. They were such a great match to outsiders.
“Mr. Beckett, you don’t need to attend this personally, right?”
“Aren’t you also here personally, Ms. Powell?
He lowered his voice, which was extremely pleasant to the ear and very intoxicating Joyce glanced at him from the side. Tristan looked just as calm, confident, and cold as usual, but it felt different.
He was completely different from yesterday when his eyes were red.
‘Why is he not sad anymore?‘
While Joyce was puzzled, Tristan turned to look at her and met her gaze. His eyes were so tender.
He seemed to only have eyes for her and smiled. “Are you smitten with my face?”
Joyce was stunned and rolled her eyes.’ What a shameless jerk!’
Tristan’s smile deepened, which was never before seen by others.