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The designer spoke meekly, “Chairman
Powell, these dresses can no longer be valued in terms of money…”.
Joyce smiled and pointed to the light gray drop-shoulder gown that looked simple, elegant, and noble. It was meticulously inlaid with hexagonal-cut diamonds and was beyond beautiful,
“This one?” The designer nodded
“This one?” The designer nodded approvingly. “Ms. Powell, you have a good eye! The first appearance should leave the deepest impression. If the dress is too extravagant, it’ll take away from the main character, so it won’t seem appropriate. Although the color of this dress is understated, it has a very chic design.
Each diamond is carefully selected for its clarity and the location of the inlay brings out the best of your figure. It’ll show off your slender figure and fair skin even more! With these heels, it’s simply perfection!”
The person next to the designer came forward holding the pair of high heels, which were just as expensive, exquisite, and flawless.
Floyd nodded repeatedly, but no one knew if he actually understood what the designer said. Anyway, those were words of appraisal for Joyce, so he liked it!
“Where’s the jewelry? Where’s the stuff I had someone buy from the European royal family?”
The person on the side hurriedly carried it over carefully with both hands.
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“Chairman Powell, here it is. It just got off the plane and is in perfect condition.”
Floyd swept a glance, nodded, and looked at his daughter.
“Joyce Baby, see if you like it. If you don’t, I’ll get someone to change it. I bought you other jewelry too, but this is the most expensive one!”
Joyce laughed helplessly. She swept a glance at the jewelry and knew that it was very well preserved by the collector.
The diamond’s clarity was dazzling.
Fortunately, the design was not too fancy and cumbersome. It was just a simple necklace in the shape of a lily, which was fitting for this dress.
“No, it’s nice. This will do.”
As soon as Joyce said this, Grant knocked on the door and came in. “Dad, the Becketts are here.”
Floyd Powell hooked his lips and sneered. “Just in time. I was about to go meet them.”
Joyce pulled on her father’s sleeve and was slightly worried. “Dad, it’s our company’s big day today, so don’t make a huge scene with them. It’s fine if people laugh at them, but it’s not worth it if it affects us.
“Don’t worry, I know what to do.” Floyd
Powell straightened his clothes and walked out of the room.
At the same time, Joyce’s friends, Yvette
Quimbey and Julie Nixon, came into the room one after the other. “Hi, Uncle
Floyd!”
Floyd nodded and looked at them both warmly. “Yvie, Jules, thanks for being such good friends to Joyce. I’ve prepared a lot of jewelry that you girls probably like.
Remember to pick a few before leaving later!”
Yvette and Julie glanced at each other, then bowed gratefully. “Thanks, Uncle
Floyd!”
Floyd left the room contented.
Yvette and Julie then went up to Joyce and happily jumped in circles around her.
“Joyce! You finally don’t have to hide your identity anymore! After today, just wait and see the shockwaves you’ll bring to the public!”
Joyce smiled with indifference in her eyes.
“My identity is secondary. I just feel annoyed that all of this impacted my company.”
Yvette stepped forward. “Do you know who we just saw?”
Julie raised her eyebrows. “You definitely won’t be able to guess.”
Joyce frowned. “Who?”
“The Becketts actually brought that b*
tch Selena Price with them!” Yvette was so angry that she broke into a cussing fit.
“Do you think that they thought you might be here and deliberately came to disgust you?”
Joyce hooked the corners of her lips coldly. “I really am quite disgusted by them.” Before the other two could make a guess,
Julie continued, “lan said that as long as you appear tonight, Old Master Beckett has ordered the media to circulate rumors that you got kicked out of the elite circle and have no hope in ever marrying into a rich family again.”
Joyce sneered. Old Master Beckett was just a one-trick pony, so this was nothing new.
She looked at Yvette. “Did you send my invitation to that person?”
Yvette raised her eyebrows. “Of course!
With his status, he usually doesn’t participate in this kind of business banquet, but since he’s my father’s classmate and I’ve personally begged him to come, he finally agreed to bring his subordinates here tonight. I just saw him arriving earlier.”
Everything was ready. All they had to do was play the waiting game.
was pray we warung game.
“Who?” Julie was surprised.
Yvette took her hand and said mysteriously, “You’ll know in a moment, but I guarantee it’ll piss off the Becketts big time!”
Julie was helpless and sighed lightly. “Fine
I’ll just wait for a good show then.”
Since there was still time before the opening, Joyce went to the bathroom before getting changed into her gown.
Just as she was about to come out from the bathroom stall to wash her hands, she heard a familiar mean voice.
“You haven’t seen that b*tch Joyce, right?” It was Quinn.
It was not surprising that Quinn would be here.
After all, she was Mrs. Beckett.
“No, how is she qualified to attend this kind of occasion? She’s now the most hated person in the city. I’m sure she’s hiding somewhere, so why would she be here?” Ingrid spoke sarcastically,
“Yeah, you’re right. She’ll always be a disgrace. Does she really think that she can surpass everyone just by getting in the Powells’ good graces? Hmph! Your grandfather said that the reason that the
Powell family hosted this grand anniversary gala is to publicly break off their connection with Joyce. The
Powells want to take this opportunity to clarify the scandal between her and Grant
Powell. Soon, she’ll obediently hand over the emerald pipe to us…”
Quinn washed her hands as she said these words with an undisguised arrogance.
Ingrid laughed. “Mom, you’re still the smartest to bring Selena along as Tristan’s female companion. If Joyce sees them together, I’m afraid she’ll get so riled up that she’ll vomit blood!
Hahahaha…”
“Bang!” The door of the bathroom stall was slammed outward, which made
Ingrid’s laughter come to an abrupt halt.
Joyce walked over nonchalantly, raised her eyebrows, and hooked her lips. Her tone was extremely cold.
“Ms. Beckett, I didn’t get riled up, nor did I vomit blood… Did I disappoint you?”
Outside the bathroom stall, Quinn and
Ingrid Beckett were shaken.
“You… How did you get in here?” Ingrid spoke in surprise and thought, ‘Wasn’t Joyce kicked out of Powell Corporation?’
Quinn was also slightly stunned, but quickly covered it up and smiled calmly.
“She’s probably here to die. Joyce, you should know when to stop.
Not every rich family will accept trash… Let alone secondhand trash…”
Ingrid felt emboldened. “Yeah, are you here to make trouble? Too bad, no one will help you anymore. The Powell family doesn’t want you, so your backer is gone Joyce lowered her head and smiled, then cast a sidelong glance at them and walked out without saying a word.
Ingrid was blocking the doorway and did not intend to give way to Joyce.
Thus, Joyce just shoved Ingrid to the side when she passed her by. Ingrid was caught off guard as her body slanted to caught off guard a er body slanted to the side and hit the wall. She was in pain and was just about to curse at Joyce when she suddenly saw Joyce’s cold dark eyes that looked askance at her.
She was so scared that she dared not say a word.
After Joyce’s figure gradually faded away, Ingrid rubbed her shoulder that was hurt by the impact and bared her teeth.”
She’s already an outcast. How dare she throw a fit?! Sooner or later, I’ll show her who’s boss!”
In the center of the banquet hall, the
Powell father-and-son pair calmly exchanged pleasantries with their guests.