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“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to J&L Corporation’s 5th anniversary! To celebrate this momentous day, I will announce the latest project partners of J&L Corporation on behalf of Mr. Lichman, which are Beckett Corporation and Powell Corporation.
Now, let’s invite Mr. Tristan Beckett and Ms. Joyce to share the opening dance!”
The crowd cheered loudly.
When Joyce heard her name, she froze for a moment. She did not want to have anything to do with Tristan Beckett, but this situation was out of her control and she felt everyone’s eyes on her at this moment.
The awkward relationship between them after their divorce added to the mystery of this coincidental cooperation.
Tristan also did not expect this. Without a doubt, this was Gerard’s doing.
Joyce was still in a pickle when Tristan walked to her. He was exuding a cool aura as he bent slightly and reached out, inviting
Joyce to the dance floor.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the pair.
There was no way Joyce could reject Tristan’s invitation because she did not want to leave a negative impact at the beginning of their three-way cooperation.
Grant gave his baby sister a heartfelt look. Joyce smiled faintly, then stretched out her hand to take Tristan’s.
The people in front of them consciously made way for the pair. Joyce carried her dress with her other hand and walked forward without looking at Tristan. Tristan’s palm was slightly cold. At that moment, he suddenly realized that in their three years of marriage, they had never held a wedding ceremony and he had never taken the initiative to hold her hand. This was the first time they held hands.
Joyce’s fingers were long and beautiful, like a work of art. Her hand was warm and delicate, and he immediately etched this feeling in his heart.
The band began the next song at the right time. The refreshing and cheerful music echoed in the banquet hall.
The moment Joyce’s hand landed on Tristan’s shoulder, their eyes met momentarily. Tristan’s dark and deep gaze was affixed to her face. When his hand rested on her slim waist, Joyce’s body stiffened for a moment as she felt very uncomfortable.
The two of them had never been this close in their three years of marriage. Being here like this after the divorce was also really unexpected.
Joyce merely took a few seconds to regain her composure. She then put a fake and indifferent smile on her face.
Their good footwork, confident posture, and humility, completely captured the audience’s eyes while the music from the center of the stage drowned out their conversation.
“Can’t dance, huh? “ The man’s deep and clear voice was very seductive.
Joyce raised an eyebrow. “Depends on the person. “ She was straightforward and unforgiving.
Tristan’s eyes sank imperceptibly. The two of them moved back and forth. The music took a steep turn and the rhythm gradually quickened. The man tightened his grip on her hand and her slender waist.
“Why didn’t I know that you know how to do business? Is it Powell Corporation’s idea to cooperate with Gerard Lichman, or is it yours?*
Joyce did a graceful turn and the two came together again.
“There’s a lot you’re not aware of, and I don’t have to tell you anything.“ The corners of her lip curled up gently with a hint of mockery.
In their three years of marriage, he never thought to understand her as his wife, so what was the point of telling him anything after their divorce?
To him, Joyce was just a passing character in the past three years, but for Joyce, this was an unforgettable lesson.
The light shone on the pair. Tristan was as handsome as usual. His tall upright built made every woman marvel at him. Joyce’s dress swayed with every step she took. Her graceful posture and her striking features stunned the crowd. If time froze at this moment, one could see the people in the hall gasp collectively.
All eyes were on these two people. Their movements clearly matched tacitly, but the pair had no intention for interaction.
To be precise, Joyce had no intention of dealing with Tristan. She only wished for this song to finish quickly because being so close to Tristan Beckett made her very uncomfortable.
Tristan’s gaze felt like thorns on her face as he quietly inspected her. The music took a turn into the final section.
Tristan leaned his body forward while Joyce took a step back and lifted her head to end the dance. Her long and slender neck curved delicately. When the song was about to end, Joyce subconsciously straightened her back, but she did not expect Tristan not to take a step back.
Their lips unexpectedly touched. One was soft and delicate, and the other was cold and thin.
The last note dragged on before it stopped abruptly as if it reflected the freezing of time at this moment…
The lights flickered.
Joyce gently shook the glass of wine and stood in front of the railing on the second floor. She watched the pretentious exchange of pleasantries of the people below.
Tristan, who was walking over not far away, looked up at that instant and suddenly met Joyce’s clear and cold gaze.
Joyce faintly retracted her gaze and ignored the discomfort in her heart. That kiss on the dance floor earlier made the crowd gasp. No one cared which of them actually made the wrong move at the end of the dance. They were just waiting for a good show to happen between the ex-couple.
Any reaction on either of them would lead to endless speculation.
Thus, at the moment their lips touched, Joyce instantly turned her face to the side. Fortunately, the music stopped and she drew back in time. She glanced coldly at Tristan and turned away without looking back.
Keith was joking with several people around Tristan. After sending them away, he let out a sigh of relief and looked at Tristan, who had a cold and noble temperament. Keith frowned when he remembered the scene earlier and subconsciously blurted out. “ You did that on purpose during the dance, right?“
Others might not be able to tell, but he knew that Joyce’s beat was on point. The problem was with Tristan.
Tristan grew up in the gentry circle and received elite education on all sorts of social etiquette. How could he be slow to react during the dance?
‘Could it be intentional?’ Keith thought.
Tristan’s dark eyes swept over Keith. His face was taut as he said, “No.“
“That’s good. Don’t even think about that woman. I think I lost my mind to think so. That woman must’ve done it on purpose.
Hmph! She surely is good at scheming! “
Of course, Keith believed his best friend’s words unconditionally.
Thus, those seeds of doubt disappeared in an instant. The second floor of the banquet hall.
Grant was networking elsewhere while Joyce felt bored and looked around. Suddenly, she saw someone waving at her from the doorway. The corners of her lips curved up into a smile as she waved back in response. lan Carter soon arrived in front of her.
“Carter, you’re late…“
lan leaned nonchalantly on the railing looking relaxed and unrestrained. “Well, I come whenever I want to. If I hadn’t heard that you were here too, I wouldn’t have bothered to attend such an event.“
“Don’t even. I know that your father forced you to come.” Joyce rolled her eyes at him.
lan was not the least bit embarrassed after getting exposed by Joyce. He just grinned and said, “My purpose is always you.”