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She paused and hooked her lips into a faint smile.
“But if you must have this emerald pipe, the conditions can still be negotiated.”
Joyce seemed to have thought of a perfect condition.
Tristan raised his head. “What is it?”
It seemed that he would agree to whatever she requested.
Joyce swept a glance at Gerard. “Can we have the room?”
Gerard froze. “Of course.”
He straightened his tie and walked out without hesitation.
Whenever Tristan and Joyce were in the same space, the atmosphere was extraordinarily awkward. If Tristan did not force him to invite Joyce to dinner in his name, he was very reluctant to put these two exes together because he did not know how to deal with these majesties.
After all, Gerard did not want Tristan and
Joyce’s problem to affect their three-way cooperation.
Logan was also sensible to leave the room.
With only the two of them left in the room, Tristan waited silently for Joyce to speak, but she did not seem to be in any hurry.
When Tristan heard Gerard’s proposal of remarrying Joyce, he surprisingly did not feel like it was an absurd idea. Anyway, they had been married once, so he did not mind getting married to her the second time. If they were to get back together, he would treat her better too.
However, Joyce was not willing. Joyce walked to the sofa on the side and sat down, then picked up a box of cigarettes on the table and skilfully lit one. She gently inhaled and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring. Seeing her slender fingers holding a cigarette, Tristan felt a little uncomfortable, but she did so with such grace and charm.
Tristan’s eyes sank slightly. “You actually learned to smoke?”
In his impression, Joyce was a gentle and well-behaved woman that did not have any bad habits.
However, the woman in front of him looked so skilled and natural in her movements that showed that she had been smoking for quite some time now, yet he was not aware.
Looking at Tristan’s surprised face, Joyce smiled. Her smoking hand tapped lightly o in the sofa. “Yes, I learned it three years ago.”
Three years ago was when they just got married.
In other words, she had learned to smoke at the beginning of their marriage.
Tristan Beckett felt his heart clenched and his eyes darkened. He did not know anything about Joyce. He was unaware that she could play the violin so well, nor did he know that she smoked.
“I never smoked in front of you because I
was afraid you wouldn’t like it before, so o f course, you never had the chance to see
Every time Joyce donated blood, she would feel very weak. Tristan accompanied
Selena Price, and Joyce’s only company was cigarettes. Joyce was particularly addicted to smoking during those tough days.
The corners of Joyce’s lips hooked up.
but her eyes were slightly despondent. A moment later, she returned to her usual self.
She glanced at Tristan’s drooping eyes and smiled playfully
“Want to hear my conditions?”
Without waiting for his reply, Joyce went straight to the point.
“Get Selena Price to give me however much blood I’ve donated to her. It doesn’t have to be in one go. Anyway, she can finish repaying me within a year.”
Tristan’s head jolted up. “What?”
Joyce laughed. “I thought about it. My blood is so precious, so I should use it to save people who are actually worth saving, rather than wasting it on this vile woman. I was so stupid before, but it’s still not too late to wake up from my delirium. I want my blood back. In exchange, I’ll give you the pipe, then we won’t owe each other anymore.”
Selena Price was only trying to spite
Joyce, so from time to time, she would pretend to be sick or hurt and would ask
Joyce to transfuse blood to her. Joyce knew all about it, but Tristan never saw through it. In the past, Joyce would feel aggrieved, but now, it all seemed irrelevant
Once Selena returned her blood, Joyce could draw a clear line with the past and could finally feel whole again.
‘Isn’t Selena Price coming back soon? I want to spite that woman! Which will he choose? His family heirloom or Selena Price?’ Joyce was looking forward to Tristan’s answer.
She smiled leisurely and threw the cigarette butt in the ashtray in front of her, then stood up and left the room with her purse.
“You don’t need to give me an answer so quickly. Think about it.”
Looking at her back, Tristan’s gaze became complicated all of a sudden.
“How much did Joyce hate Selena? How much did she hate this marriage that she wanted to get back every single drop of blood?’
Tristan called his assistant Mitchell. “Check how much blood did Joyce donate to
Selena throughout the years.”
Mitchell paused for a moment before he replied, “Yes, sir.”
Within a few minutes, Mitchell came back with an answer to Tristan’s question.”
President, Ms. Joyce has donated a total of 14,400 ml of blood to Ms. Price. The total amount of blood of an adult is about
4,000 to 5,000 ml. The blood donated by
Ms. Joyce over the years is equivalent to the total amount of blood in three adults.
That means Ms. Joyce had drained every drop of blood from her body three times…”
As soon as Mitchell finished his sentence, Tristan hung up the phone.
‘She literally bled herself dry three times because of me?!
However, he was completely unaware of her grievance and fortitude in the past three years.
Tristan’s heart felt like it was pressed down b y a boulder and he found it hard to breathe.
Joyce’s condition was to get Selena to pay her back within a year. This showed someone on the phone.
Seeing Joyce, Gerard quickly said a few words and hung up. He strode over and said politely, “Ms. Joyce, did you have a pleasant chat?”
“It is for me, but probably not for the guy inside…” Joyce gave a faint smile.
Gerard Lichman raised his eyebrows. “In any case, I was the one who overstepped”
In the first place. Ms. Joyce, if you’d like, you can come with me to meet our core research team. Not everyone will have the opportunity to see it.”
Joyce agreed without a second thought.
After all, if she knew about the latest research technology of J&L Corporation, she could grasp the market first and would get a better grasp on the development of artificial intelligence in the future.
Once the three of them walked out,
Gerard turned to Logan and said, “Mr.Logan, I’m afraid you don’t have access t o the lab because it has our company’s secrets. Don’t worry, I will ensure that Ms.
Joyce gets back safely.”
Logan looked at Joyce hesitantly. Joyce understood Gerard’s concern, so she nodded at Logan and said, “You can go back first. I’ll be fine.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Joyce and Gerard got into Gerard’s car.
They sat in the back with the curtains closed, so they could not see what was going on outside. Joyce thought to herself, ‘Gerard Lichman is that cautious, huh? I’m looking forward to this visit even more now…’
“Mr. Logan used to be Grant Powell’s right-hand man but he now works for you.
It looks like Mr. Powell really values you.
No wonder you decisively refused the idea of remarriage when I mentioned it earlier. With such a good backer, who will repeat the same mistake?”
Gerard pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke with a smile.
Joyce paused and replied in a clear and cold voice, “Mr. Powell values me because he has a good eye.”
Gerard raised his eyebrows. It seems like
Joyce won’t give Tristan the time of day no matter what he does…’
After twenty minutes, their car drove into an underground garage.
As soon as they got out of the car, the surrounding lights were as bright as day.
The building had a uniform shade of
Morandi gray, which was hard to distinguish. Perhaps it was designed as such to be discreet.
Gerard took Joyce to the elevator. He reached out to scan his fingerprints on the screen in front of him. After three times of recognition, the elevator door finally opened. Gerard extended his hand.