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“Joyce, is Ian Carter also one of your backups?”
The countless questions were hard to hear as if those rumors online were factual.
“Chairman Powell, tell us what you think about Joyce’s ugly past…”
The reporters did not spare Floyd
Powell, the Head of the Powell family, either. It was as if his attitude would determine Joyce’s life and death.
When Floyd heard those words, his already glum face turned even more sullen.
He walked forward without any intention to comment.
Grant also did not make a sound. The surrounding bodyguards blocked out the reporters. Joyce just walked out calmly in her black dress without making a word of explanation.
The facts would prove everything eventually
Suddenly, someone threw a mineral water bottle from the opposite direction, which smashed onto the back of Joyce’s head.
Joyce shuddered from the impact. Grant coldly turned his head in that direction and instructed, “Logan, find that person and call the police!”
“Yes, sir.”
The bodyguards raised their vigilance and formed a solid wall on both sides, no longer giving anyone the chance to throw objects.
The Powells then got into the car, which slowly merged into the traffic.
They had prepared six of the same cars in the front and back, so the reporters had n o way to identify them and lost their car shortly after.
Joyce finally let out a breath of relief when they got into the car.
Grant rubbed her head and looked at her worriedly.
“Does it hurt?”
Joyce shook her head. “No, it doesn’t.”
She was just stunned.
Floyd took out the red wine from the small refrigerator, poured himself half a glass, and chugged it with his head tilted back.
“The Becketts are too much! Since they dare to touch my daughter, don’t blame me for not being polite!”
Grant nodded. “Yeah, it’s time we show them the repercussions of their actions, but there’s no rush.
“Dad, don’t get mad. They don’t deserve our attention.”
Joyce smiled and felt a trace of bitterness in her heart. Her family only had to face these embarrassments with her because she was too stupid and stubborn back then to fall for the wrong man.
‘I was just asking for it…’ Joyce thought.
Floyd was heartbroken and stroked her hair as he sighed lightly. “It’s good that you thought it through. It’s never too late to turn back.”
Joyce nodded and felt her eyes getting a little moist.
As soon as they left, the picture of the
Powells at the airport immediately became a hot topic of discussion among netizens.
(Look at Chairman Powell’s face! It looks like he won’t recognize Joyce as his daughter-in-law. Her dream of marrying into a rich family is shattered!)
[How could Grant Powell fancy such a gold-digger like Joyce? He must be deluded by her!)
[Joyce has such skills… I really should learn from her…]
The phone suddenly rang.
Floyd looked at his phone and picked it up with a cold and solemn face.
“Chairman Beckett, something wrong?”
“Chairman Powell, I just saw the news online. I should give you a proper welcome since you’re back! Why don’t we grab a drink together tonight?”
Grant and Joyce looked at their father in unison. Old Master Beckett was really anxious to call their father right after
Floyd had just gotten off the plane.
Floyd Powell sneered. “That’s not necessary. My family’s a mess right now, s necessary. My famil a mess right now, so I’m not in the mood to go out for a drink.”
Old Master Beckett said, “It’s only because of a woman, so what’s there to be upset about?
I actually have a favor to ask of you.”
“Chairman Beckett, Powell
Corporation’s anniversary is coming up in a few days, so how about I invite your whole family and we can talk then?”
The other party paused. “Great, then I’ll see you then.”
After hanging up, Floyd Powell’s eyes emitted a chill. “Just watch how I’ll clean up those Beckett scumbags!”
Grant laughed. “Then I’ll take these few days to reorganize our company’s shares and decide which directors to keep or kick out so that our Lil N can have a clean environment.”
Floyd nodded. “Good, it’ll save us a lot of trouble later.”
Joyce deliberately sighed. “Oh no… What should I do? I’m about to have too much money that I can’t finish spending…”
Floyd paused and suddenly remembered something. “Speaking of spending, the bank president called me yesterday saying that Kai spent $800 million in one afternoon. It’s not for investment or stocks, so he’s afraid that it’s an abnormal transaction. What is Kai up to?”
Grant could not help but laugh. “Dad, that money was spent by Lil N.”
Floyd said, “Oh, then I’m relieved.”
If Kai heard about this, he would probably go crazy.
When Joyce got back, she received a call from an unfamiliar number. She thought that it might be a spam call, so she ignored it. However, it rang incessantly, so Joyce finally caved.
“Joyce?”
It was Keith Ludwig’s voice.
She raised her eyebrows. “Mr. Ludwig, something wrong?”
Keith was looking for her, so it was most likely nothing good.
After less than two seconds of silence,
Keith pursed his lips and said, “Joyce, I didn’t take this opportunity to add fuel to the fire this time, so you can’t push me out to be your shield…”
Joyce snickered. ‘Turns out he knows what fear is?
“Mr. Ludwig, did you forget how you offended me that night?”
Keith panicked, but he did not want to give in either.
“That’s just a misunderstanding. I’ve deeply reflected on myself, so just let me off this time…”
This was the first time Joyce heard such panic in Keith’s voice. It seemed that those nude photos had traumatized him greatly.
“I’ll think about it. Don’t call me again. I don’t want to hear your voice.”
After that, Joyce was about to hang up when Keith hurriedly spoke, “Hey, wait!
Someone’s looking for you…”
Joyce froze for a moment, then heard a familiar cold voice.
“Joyce, it’s me.”
It was Tristan Beckett.
Hearing this voice, Joyce’s eyebrows twitched slightly. She let out a light laugh.
“Mr. Beckett, do you also want to warn me?”
Tristan was stunned for a moment. “My a grandfather looked for you?”
“Didn’t Chairman Beckett set this whole thing up to make me learn my lesson?”
‘He’s just playing dumb! Joyce thought.
“Joyce, just give in to him. Return the pipe and I’ll take care of the rest.
I’ll handle everything online.”
Joyce forced a laugh. Her eyes were a little moist.
The other side was silent.
“Tristan Beckett, I know you’re both playing good cop, bad cop. Do you take me for a fool?” Joyce could not help but sneer. Since they already had such a falling-out, Joyce made her stance clear.
“Your family is so underhanded to sling mud at me insult me with the natinct n her eyes.