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lan Carter glanced sideways at Tristan Beckett. He smiled smugly and recklessly as if he was mocking Tristan’s current situation.
‘Look at him! Even Tristan Beckett has his day…’ Keith Ludwig finally caught up to Tristan. He followed
Tristan’s gaze and saw Joyce’s departing back. “Tsk tsk. Beckett, since you’re already divorced, don’t regret it. This is all that woman’s cheap tricks anyway.”
Tristan cast a sidelong glance at him and said, “Do I need you to teach me how to do things?“
Keith suddenly felt a chill on his back and did not dare to speak for a while.
‘That woman humiliated Tristan in front of everyone. Even I feel like dying from anger, so let alone Tristan! Although what Ingrid said was indeed a little overboard, that woman asked for it since she begged to marry Tristan in the first place! Was it not her own fault then?”
When Joyce first entered the hall, many came over to mingle with her perhaps because of her position in the Powell
Corporation or because of the drama tonight.
Since Joyce came here to expand her network and find out insider information, she was happy to chat with people. She would clink her wine glass with every one of them and take a small sip. No one forced her to drink.
After the mingling session, Joyce still felt a little tipsy even though lan had taken a few drinks on Joyce’s behalf. She then found an opportunity and slipped to the bathroom.
Joyce washed her face with cold water and felt the stuffiness in her chest dissipate. Just when she was about to wipe her face with a paper towel, Joyce heard Ingrid’s voice gradually approaching from outside.
“I won’t let that b*tch Joyce get away so easily! She humiliated my family and is so shameless to surround herself with a continuous stream of men! Does she think she’ll be a strong independent woman by sleeping her way to the top? She should just take a look in the mirror to see what a wretch she is! *
Ingrid Beckett and her groupie walked in and saw Joyce leaning on the sink, staring at them with her arms crossed and a cold smile on her face.
For a moment, Ingrid was stunned and instantly regained her nasty look as she coldly snorted. “Ugh, I have such bad luck seeing this b*tch everywhere I go.”
‘I feel the same way.” Joyce could not help but laugh.
Ingrid raised her eyebrows. “Who are you to say that? Others might not know your true nature, but do you really think that you can erase the past and start over? You’re just an uncouth lowlife who just smells of poverty wherever you go.“
Joyce hooked her lips and did not turn around, but she still accurately turned on the tap behind her. Her action was smooth and quick. Water flowed out, but no one knew the meaning of her action.
Perhaps she was just trying to keep her words from being overheard.
“Ms. Beckett, you should be thanking God that I didn’t take the initiative to make a fuss about the previous things you did to me, so don’t come and find trouble for yourself.” Her voice was extremely cold, but the curvature of her lips made her look much gentler.
“What did you say? How dare you warn me? I’m the Young Lady of the Beckett family, but what are you? After getting kicked out of my family, you’re nothing!”
Ingrid glared at Joyce with a glum face. Without Tristan’s presence, Ingrid was not afraid of anything anymore.
This Young Lady Beckett had always looked down on her “Sister-in-Law” Since the very beginning, so that sense of superiority had been engraved in her.
“How could this nobody Joyce even quality to be on an equal footing with me at home and be respected? Can she help in
Brother’s career or can her family be of any assistance?”
In the past three years, Ingrid had deliberately asked Joyce to hand wash her clothes. When it was damaged, she would scold
Joyce. Ingrid did not even bother to stretch her hands to pour herself a glass of water and preferred to order Joyce around instead. If she was not satisfied, she would ger Joyce to redo it.
The countless times of humiliation and Joyce’s forbearance and silence made Ingrid addicted to this feeling. Thus, Ingrid took it for granted and felt that Joyce deserved to be servile and submissive.
Even after the divorce, Ingrid felt that Joyce could not refute her because Joyce would always be inferior to her.
“Only you think that the Becketts are unbeatable. I really wonder where you got your superiority complex…“
Joyce scoffed and showed a playful smile.
“Hah! Why didn’t you say that when you were so desperate to marry my brother? Joyce, have you forgotten how shameless you were? You’d rather be a mobile blood bank for Selena just to marry my brother. This is your glorious past…“ Ingrid could not help but provoke Joyce with the past.
Joyce collected her smile. Her face was calm and somewhat cold.
“Ms. Beckett, I wasn’t being shameless. I was just blind! If you want to mention the past again, then I’ll get really calculative with you.”
‘Calculative? What’s this broke woman trying to be calculative about?’ Ingrid thought. “Do you think I’m afraid of you? Joyce, if you have the guts, come at me then! Ah — “ Ingrid suddenly shrieked.
Ingrid Beckett’s face stiffened. She screamed and saw that a cup of cold water had been splashed on her face and body.
Joyce gently put down the decorative bottle at the sink and dusted her hands. Her gaze was calm as she said, “You asked for this.“
“Joyce, how dare you…“
Ingrid was so angry that her face flushed red. She was shivering. The dress she wore was from Dior’s off-the-rack collection.
Although it was not as luxurious as Joyce’s custom-made dress, it still had an eight -figure price tag. Many celebrities did not even qualify to look at it, but now it was ruined!
Joyce smirked. Her smile did not reach her eyes. “Do you really think that I’ll put up with you like before? If you dare provoke me again, I’ll teach you a lesson and settle both the new and old accounts together! “
Ingrid shuddered when she saw a penetrating coldness at the bottom of Joyce’s eyes. She could not help but feel frightened.
However, she no longer wanted to think so much at this moment. She was the Young Lady of the Beckett family and was.
revered everywhere she went. How could she be bullied like this at a banquet?
How was she going to get out later?
Her spare dress was far less expensive than this one.
Ingrid gritted her teeth and glared at Joyce. She was so infuriated that she was about to lose her mind. ” Joyce, I won’t let you get away with this) ”
She lunged forward and raised her hand at Joyce. ‘I’ll show Joyce how powerful I am, ‘
Before the slap could land on Joyce’s face, Joyce smirked slightly as if she was just waiting for Ingrid to make the first move.
Joyce’s eyes flickered and her body moved nimbly to the other side as she accurately clasped Ingrid’s arm. She ruthlessly grabbed Ingrid’s long wavy hair with her free hand and pushed Ingrid forward.