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Although Floyd Powell had retired and taken a back seat in the company, he still did not look a day over fifty as he kept a good exercise routine. Standing next to
Grant, Floyd looked more like an older brother.
“Chairman Powell!”
“Chairman Beckett, what an honor.”
Floyd Powell shook hands with Old
Master Beckett and greeted him in a cold voice.
Tristan bowed slightly. “Uncle Floyd.”
“No, no… Just call me Chairman Powell.”
Floyd laughed without accepting Tristan’s greeting Tristan was stunned for a moment but quickly regained composure. Although they had dealt with each other frequently in business, they did not have much of a personal connection. Floyd was clearly drawing a clear line with the Becketts privately based on his cold attitude, which puzzled Tristan.
Old Master Beckett did not notice this and was only exchanging pleasantries with Floyd. Grant Powell, who was standing on the other side, smirked and looked at Selena Price who was beside Tristan. He lifted his glass and said, “Mr.
Beckett, no wonder you’re so relentless towards your ex-wife. It looks like you’ll be announcing your marital news again, huh? I wonder which family’s daughter can make Mr. Beckett so devoted to her?”
No matter how slow-witted Tristan Beckett was, he could hear the mockery in Grant’s words. His eyebrows were slightly knitted, and his face was somewhat sullen knitted, and his face as somewhat sullen and cold. Tristan did not like other people prying into his personal affairs, not to mention, Grant had an ongoing scandal with Joyce.
‘Is he trying to get justice for Joyce?’ Tristan thought Tristan’s eyes were cold. Selena heard this and could not wait to make a self-
introduction. “I grew up abroad. My eldest uncle is the Chairman of FQ
Enterprise.”
Grant nodded politely. “I see.”
“Mr. Powell, do you know my eldest uncle?”
Selena’s eyes lit up.
Grant’s smile was cold with condescending scrutiny, but his voice was calm and polite. “No, I’ve never heard of him.”
Selena’s smile froze as she felt embarrassed. Although Grant did not say it directly, Selena could feel the contempt in his words.
Even so, Selena still thought that she was much better off than Joyce, who had nothing to her name. Thus, Selena did not care about Grant’s attitude towards her.
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“But the two of you do look good together,” Grant added. Selena bowed her head and smiled shyly, while Tristan’s face sank.
“Mr. Powell, are you so curious about my personal matters?” There was a slight dip between his eyebrows.
Grant smiled calmly and faintly, then pursed his lips. “Maybe.”
He still wanted to say something, but
Ingrid ran over from a distance while holding the hem of her dress. “Selena…”
Tristan’s face was grim. “Where are your manners?”
Ingrid was so frightened that she immediately stood upright and carefully walked up to them. She then whispered a few words into Selena’s ear. Selena’s face lit up and the two girls ran away hand in hand without greeting anyone Tristan narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction.
Grant did not care. Floyd, who was on the side, saw this and smiled. “Ms. Beckett I really bubbly It must be a very lively side, saw this and sed. “Ms. Beckett is really bubbly. It must be very lively at home…”
Old Master Beckett laughed. “She’s just spoiled and forgot all her manners.
Chairman Powell, don’t mind her.”
Floyd sighed lightly with regret. “It’s a pity my son works all day long and is busier than I am, so I barely get to see him at home.”
“It’s nice to have a daughter. Mr. Powell, if only you had a daughter, we’d probably become in-laws…”
Floyd Powell raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tristan Beckett, then shook his head and said, “How could I possibly imagine becoming in-laws with you? My the daughter certainly doesn’t deserve such a n exceptional man likes Mr. Beckett
Old Master Beckett paused, then laughed and changed the subject.
Speaking of which, Powell Corporation was really messed up by that woman’s scandalous background, right? The stock market even began to stir…”
Selena Price pulled Ingrid Beckett’s hand and asked in a whisper, “Did you really see it clearly? Why would Joyce even be here at this time?”
“How could I be mistaken? My mother was also present at that time…”
Selena’s eyes narrowed.
She followed
Ingrid to the second floor and looked down at the crowd that was filled with people. There were all kinds of dresses, and it was simply impossible to recognize anyone.
“How can we find her like this…”
Ingrid scratched her head. “I don’t know where she ran to hide, but since she’s here, I doubt she’ll leave so easily. I think she’s only here to force her hand in marriage!”
Since Joyce had no way out, she had no choice but to force Grant Powell to marry her.
A good show was about to begin!
Selena suppressed the excitement in her heart. ‘Looks like Joyce’s back is pushed against the wall…’
Her eyes flickered and she grabbed
Ingrid’s hand. “I saw her! She’s there!”
Selena reached out and pointed in the direction of the doorway. Upon closer look, it really looked like Joyce.
Joyce was wearing an ordinary dress and seemed to be talking to someone at the door. The man handed her a bouquet, which she accepted.
“Aren’t you overseas? Why are you back already?” Joyce asked.
Ian Carter looked dapper in his bespoke suit. He was so tall and handsome, and under the dim ambient light, his smile was devilishly seductive.
“How can I be absent on your big day? I’ll fly back as soon as the gala is over.”
Joyce was so shaken by Ian’s charming smile that her hands paused for a moment.
“Since you’re already here, shouldn’t you greet your dad first? I saw him around earlier…”
lan shook his head and helplessly shrugged his shoulders. “He’ll either beat me to death or die of a heart attack from aggravation. It’s too much of a risk, so why bother? That project abroad is almost done, and my brother’s death anniversary is coming up soon. By then, he will have no reason to force me to stay there anymore.”
Joyce chuckled. “Great, then we’ll wait for you to come back and host a big welcome home reception for you.
“Deal!” Ian took advantage of Joyce’s inattention to step forward and pull her into his warm embrace. “Our Lil N is finally coming back… I’m so happy for you!”
Joyce’s hand was just about to push Ian away, but he suddenly let go of her. “Go on and get changed then. I need to find a place to hide so my dad won’t spot me…”
She nodded and turned around, but saw Tristan standing not far away, staring at her with deep eyes and frowning coldly.
with deep eyes and frowning coldly.
Joyce paused in her footsteps as Tristan came towards her in big strides.
“What a coincidence, Mr. Beckett…”
Joyce raised her eyebrows and smiled.’
Was the scolding he received last time not enough that he took the initiative to come over for more?’
Tristan’s gaze was cold and stern as he stared at her. His tone was harsh as he said,
Why are you here, and cuddling with other men at that?”
He was already shocked to see Joyce here.
He did not expect Joyce to show up in such a dignified manner and even hug Ian
Carter so openly.
When Tristan saw lan hugging Joyce, a wave of uncontrollable rage rose in his chest, which made him walk over in anger.
Joyce inclined her head and looked around. ‘Luckily, no one else saw…’
“Can’t I be here? Whose rules said that I can’t? Is ‘Joyce is forbidden to enter’
written at the door?”
“Do you know what kind of occasion this is? Do you think your reputation isn’t bad enough?”
“She’s involved with Grant Powell yet turns around and hugs Ian Carter so intimately? This woman is really looking for death…’ Tristan thought.
“It’s all thanks to you that I have my reputation today, isn’t it?”
‘He still has the cheek to mock me?! Tristan Beckett is simply ridiculous!’ Joyce thought.
To Tristan, Joyce just looked like a stubborn fool.
When she spoke, the corners of her lips were hooked into a contemptuous smile, not knowing whether she was laughing at him or herself.
Everyone, including Tristan Beckett, thought that Joyce should not appear at this event.
They thought that she was simply out of place and that she did not deserve to enter their high society.
“Joyce, what are you up to?”