Filed to story: Never Divorce a Secret Billionaire Heiress Book Free Online
Ingrid was so mad that her face turned red. She sneered and said, “I’m the Young
Lady of the Beckett family, so why won’t I be able to afford a few pieces of clothing?
Joyce, do you think everyone’s just as broke as you?”
T’ll buy it all!’ Ingrid thought.
Joyce laughed and sent the recording to the store manager, who looked at Joyce gratefully and was obviously relieved.
She turned back to Yvette and smiled,”
Let’s go. I’m afraid we won’t be able to get anything today thanks to the generous Young Lady Beckett.”
Yvette raised her eyebrows and stood up with her purse in hand. “Sigh… I guess it’s time to admit defeat.”
The two of them then walked downstairs unhurriedly…
The store manager came over with the list of items Joyce had just chosen and said, “Ms. Beckett, the total amount is $
6.49 million. Please look through it.”
Ingrid’s head felt like it was exploding.
Her face stiffened. The smile on her face faded as her face flushed red. She looked completely shocked. “What?!”
Ingrid only thought that it would come out to be a few hundred thousand dollars.
Even if it was one or two million, she would still be able to accept it.
However, Ingrid’s allowance was deducted by Old Master Beckett as a punishment for losing the emerald pipe, and the little money she had was not enough for her to survive.
“The items Ms. Joyce chose are the latest haute couture dresses of the season which are not yet available in
Mediania, so there’s no discount on the price.”
The store manager said euphemistically as she looked at Ingrid with sympathy. ‘
Ms. Beckett was so bold earlier… Is she starting to wimp out now?’
Ingrid bit her lower lip. Her face turned pale as she thought, ‘No wonder Joyce recorded that to make sure I won’t return these… Is she looking down on me that I can’t afford it?’
Selena Price frowned as she looked at
Ingrid and carefully proposed. “How about this… We can give your brother a call? I can call him for you…”
Yvette and Joyce, who had reached the entrance of the store, heard Selena’s proposal.
Joyce’s face was expressionless, but Yvette snorted and said, “You can’t even spend this amount yet you wanted to flaunt in front of us?”
Joyce smirked and said, “Just leave her b e…”
She did not have to be concerned about this.
Selena Price made a phone call and walked over to pat Ingrid’s shoulder.”
Don’t worry, Tristan’s coming over soon. He didn’t say anything.”
Business Convention Center.
Tristan Beckett walked out of the conference room, hung up the phone, and had a cold and detached look in his eyes.
His custom-made suit set off his ascetic elite persona. His assistant, Mitchell, was waiting on the side and went up to greet him. “President.”
“Go to Ingrid and settle the bill, then give the things to Joyce.”
Although Selena said that Joyce willingly gave Ingrid these clothes and did not mention what happened, Tristan was doubtful that Ingrid did not do anything to Joyce.
Mitchell was slightly stunned. “Send it to
Ms. Joyce?” He wanted to confirm once again.
“Yes.” Tristan only said one word.
“Yes, sir.” Mitchell nodded and left.
When Mitchell arrived at the store, Ingrid had already endured enough of the staff’s wandering gaze.
Although they looked polite, it felt like they were all laughing at her when she was not looking.
If it were not for the recording in the hands of the store manager, Ingrid would have just left the store without hesitation, but now she could not.
“Ms. Beckett, Ms. Price…” Mitchell nodded at the ladies and went to settle the bill.
Ingrid walked over arrogantly and looked at the staff. “I’m the Young Lady of the
Beckett family, so of course I can afford this stuff. I just left my wallet at home, yet my brother immediately sent someone over.”
“Ms. Beckett, we have wrapped up the items for you. Should we carry them to your car?”
The store manager asked politely Ingrid waved her hand. “Of course…”
“Wait.” Mitchell raised his hand. “Send the things to Ms. Joyce’s address. If you don’t have her address, send it to Powell Corporation.”
“What do you mean?” Ingrid stared at him in shock. “Why are you sending it to
Joyce? This is my stuff!”
Selena, who was on the side, was also shocked. Her smile stiffened as she said,”
This is Ingrid’s things. Joyce has already given it to Ingrid and left.”
Mitchell flashed a detached and polite smile. “This is the President’s order. I’m just doing as he instructed.”
He glanced at the store manager and nodded. The store manager immediately acted on it.
Whoever paid for the items had the final say.
Selena’s face gradually became gloomy and clenched her fists.
Ingrid stomped her feet in anger and cursed. “How could she?! Joyce set me up! Even my brother won’t help me…”
She wanted to call Tristan for clarification, but Tristan ignored her calls.
On the other hand, Joyce and Yvette each held an ice cream cone and went back to Joyce’s office. Yvette even called
Julie on the way to tell her about what had just happened.
Julie sneered and said, “I’ve already prepared your outfits for tonight. You two just need to show up. Also, what are you two thinking about coming to my place and wearing another designer’s clothes?!
s that not a slap in my face?”
Joyce and Yvette kept quiet. Julie Nixon was among the few of them to start a business first. She was from a rich family but did not rely on her family background and single-handedly achieved her current stature. In the past, Julie would always point out fashion faux pas on the streets.
She then went to Europe for training.
Afterward, she came back to Mediania to establish her own brand, Share. Julie’s experiences were simply legendary!
Julie was a strong independent woman that was very capable and decisive, which was quite intimidating to many others.
However, to Joyce and Yvette, Julie was their bestie and the same little girl they knew back then.
Joyce coughed slightly and tried to talk her way out of this situation. “Uh… We were just trying to make you shine brighter!”
“Save it. You two had better be on time tonight! Or else…” Julie threatened them.
Joyce and Yvette glanced at each other.
When they entered the lobby of Powell
Corporation, the receptionist called out to Joyce.
“Vice President Joyce, someone sent you some things…”
Joyce walked over perplexed and saw the understated yet luxurious packaging with the familiar brand logo on it. Yvette looked down and picked one of the bags up.
“Huh? Aren’t these the items you just picked in the store?”
‘They are!
These clothes looked so familiar. Joyce frowned and was puzzled. ‘Didn’t Ingrid swoop in to buy them? How did these appear here then?’
The receptionist explained, “The store manager sent them over personally saying that these are already paid for by Mr. Beckett.”
‘Tristan Beckett?’
Joyce’s eyes sank slightly. ‘He must’ve done this just for the emerald pipe, but I don’t appreciate it.’
Yvette let out a cold laugh. “Tristan
Beckett? What does he mean by this?”
Joyce looked up indifferently. “Have someone send these to Beckett
Corporation and return it to him.”
The receptionist was stunned because she initially thought that Vice President
Joyce was getting back together with Tristan Beckett. It looked like that was not happening any time soon.