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“They say that you were actually kicked out of the Beckett family because you had affairs with Second Young Master
Carter and President Powell, while also hooking up with other men…”
Joyce laughed in exasperation. “Was it
Old Master Beckett?”
‘That old man already planned to do something about my private life in the first place. I didn’t expect him to be so underhanded to do it… Joyce thought.
“No.”
Joyce was surprised. Logan added, “It was Samantha Lindt.”
There was a sudden silence in the elevator. Joyce’s face gradually turned cold as she scoffed. “It looks like she still doesn’t understand her situation and still has the heart to stir up trouble, huh?”
Logan paused, “President Powell planned to clean them up after his return, but if you want to do it, I can get the stuff ready.”
They already had the evidence and just needed to hand it over to the relevant departments, then Samantha Lindt would be dead meat
When the elevator door opened, the people passing by greeted Joyce amiably.
Joyce smiled and responded to all of them, then returned to her office. She hooked her lips. “Check Samantha’s recent movements. I want her to grow a brain.”
“She’s been getting close to some high-
society ladies lately, and I heard that she will be attending a small gathering tonight.”
Joyce raised her eyebrows. “Send the address to me later. I wanna join the fun.”
“Yes, ma’am.” It was not difficult for
Logan to find out about the gathering.
Joyce looked at him and added, “You may leave if there’s nothing else. Tell my brother that I’ll clean them up.”
“Sure.”
Joyce sat down and called Dominic
Young, whose rambunctious voice was extraordinarily familiar.
“Ms. Powell, are you going to make your debut soon?”
Dominic was laughing at her about her recent domination of the tabloid headlines, Joyce rubbed her temples.”
Suppress it. It’s all my brother’s fault…”
He laughed and said, “Your brother cares about you. I saw that Mr. Beckett was in many of these photos. I think Kai just wants to piss Tristan Beckett off, right?”
‘Why would Tristan Beckett get pissed off seeing me with another man?’ Joyce thought
She paused for a moment and said, “I
don’t want to be in the same frame with him. Thanks, Mr. Young.”
“Ms. Powell, don’t be so polite with me.
I’m just at your command.” Dominic smiled. He was Joyce’s subordinate, so naturally, he had to suck up to her
After hanging up, Joyce saw the address that Logan had sent to her phone that looked quite familiar. It was a country club near Tattle Bar
Coincidentally, Joyce had a membership there.
Beckett Corporation.
Tristan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window inside the President’s Office, looking at the traffic down below. His irritable mood gradually calmed down.
‘Looking back, what could be done in such a short time between the airport and
Joyce’s apartment anyway?
I only saw
Kai in Joyce’s house and assumed that they had an affair… Maybe it’s just a misunderstanding?
However, this topic was still hot on the internet. Some people scolded Joyce for sleeping around and hooking up with Kaiso soon after the divorce. Some speculated that they already had an affair before Joyce’s divorce.
Kai’s fans were also divided into two camps. One side was in support of Kai’s freedom of love and admired him for having the courage to announce his woman and happiness to everyone. The other side did not support kai to be in a relationship with Joyce because Joyce was a divorcee and was not worthy of their idol.
Some people also said that Joyce was a nymphomaniac and had been sleeping around even after marrying Tristan
Beckett. She only divorced Tristan because she obtained some sort of secret in exchange for her safe retreat.
Those speculations, exposé, and insider news were completely made up.
Tristan laughed in exaggeration. ‘Insider information? If there really is insider information, does the world deserve to know?’
Tristan’s assistant, Mitchell, knocked on the door at that moment. “President, there’s a document that needs your signature.”
The man’s eyes were deep as he instructed, “Suppress the hype on the internet relating to yesterday’s events at the airport.” After a pause, he added, “I
don’t want people digging up dirt lest they implicate and drag down our share prices.”
Mitchell was originally a little surprised, but he quickly responded. “Yes, sir. I’ll deal with it.”
After a while, Mitchell knocked on the door again and hesitantly spoke,”
President, the buzz online dissipated and the articles about Ms. Joyce have been taken down.”
Tristan was stunned, ‘So fast?’
“I haven’t had time to contact the relevant media and platforms… It seems like it’s done by another party.”
“Who?”
“Apparently, it’s the orders of President
Dominic Young from Falcon
Entertainment.”
Mitchell glanced at his boss. Tristan’s eyes were cold but he did not make a sound.
Mitchell also dared not speak and even breathed very carefully.
Someone was a step ahead of them.
Although the results achieved were the same, his boss did not look too happy about it.
“Get out.” Tristan said through clenched teeth.
The sky gradually dimmed into a dark blue hue. The gloomy sky accompanied b y the evening chill felt quite disconcerting.
Joyce saw that it was almost time, so she went to the dressing room in her office where she had the latest collections of her favorite brands always available. She picked out a decent knee-
length low-key luxury dress to change into, then paired it with a limited edition bag and beautiful stilettos.
When Joyce arrived at the clubhouse, no one recognized her. Everyone was just chatting with the people they knew well.
There was no theme to this gathering and looked like it was purely for these high-
society ladies to pass the time.
Joyce took a plate of hors d’oeuvres and ate it slowly. She sat in a corner and looked around. There’s no sign of
Samantha Lindt anywhere. Is she not coming?
“Joyce?” The person in front of her looked at her in surprise.
Joyce raised her eyebrows. “Carter? Why are you here?”
“We’re truly destined to be together! It’s fate that brought us here at this moment
…” lan raised an eyebrow.
Joyce threw a sidelong glance at him.”
Can you be serious for once?”
“My mother wanted some pastries from the clubhouse and sent me out to get them.” lan helplessly shrugged his shoulders.
Joyce smiled and thought, ‘Mrs. Carter is quite the foodie.’