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Tristan Beckett could not figure out why he felt so impatient and annoyed. under such circumstances, why does Joyce still have the guts to show up here? Does she still have expectations for Grant Powell?
Can’t she see that everyone just treats her like trash and only wants to avoid her?’
Moreover, those flowers she was holding were extraordinarily agonizing to him.
Tristan looked at Joyce with a gloomy face.
He said with some irritation, “It doesn’t matter what you’re up to. You’d better not choose today of all days. Everyone is watching you, so if you really do something out of place, even I can’t protect you!”
If that was the case, Old Master Beckett would not be the only one against Joyce, but also the entire Powell family.
Joyce laughed out loud, but her eyes were cold.
“Protect me? Mr . Beckett, when have you ever protected me? I think you’re just afraid of getting implicated by me and dragging your family into it, right?”
`Aren’t the insults I have to endure from everyone all thanks to the Becketts? Tristan still has the cheek to say these big words now? Does he really take me as a fool?’
Joyce thought.
Hearing her words, Tristan’s heart suddenly clenched up. He frowned tightly and knew in his heart that Joyce must hate him and his family, but he did not know how he should explain it to her.
“Joyce…” Selena Price ran over from not far away and stood next to Tristan. Her voice was gentle as she said, “It’s all my fault. I know that you hate me, and I don’t blame you for what happened last time, but please don’t make a scene here. It’ll just make it awkward for both sides…”
Joyce’s grim gaze swept over Selena. She hooked her lips and said, “Blame me? Do you have no shame?”
Selena glanced at Tristan meekly. He did not look like he blamed Joyce at all. She paused for a moment, then acted aggrieved and pretended to be magnanimous.
“Joyce, you’ve already divorced Tristan. Are you planning to hate us for life just because of the past?”
Joyce glanced at her coldly. “Are you even worthy enough for me to remember for life?”
Selena’s face turned glum. She bit her lower lip and said, “Tristan and I both hope that you can let go of the past and start over. Today is Powell Corporation’s anniversary gala. If something happens, you will only make it impossible for you to keep your head up. The most important thing now is to look at the big picture!”
Tristan frowned slightly. His gaze was complex and cold as he glanced at Selena.
Somehow, Selena’s words made him feel very uncomfortable.
Joyce’s lips twitched as she glared at the scumbag and b*tch standing in front of her. Each one of them was more hypocritical and abominable than the other, which made her feel repulsed.
`Look at the big picture? Me leaving is looking at the big picture?’ Joyce thought.
“Who will that benefit? You guys? You
“Who will that benefit You guys? You want me to leave so that no one will know that you both had an extramarital affair?
Save that pitiful h*tch act and stop being so nauseating. Both of your existence is the biggest joke around here.”
Joyce was very upset, but she did not have the mood to continue babbling on with these two and only left that sarcastic remark. She saw Yvette waving at her from not far away, so she carelessly swept a glance at the two people in front of her and walked away without another word.
Selena felt resentful from being scolded by Joyce. She glanced at Tristan from time to time thinking that he would speak up for them.
However, when Tristan heard the words ”
extramarital affair”, his expression was visibly complex and cold, and his eyes were incredibly dark.
He stood there and watched as Joyce’s back disappear before him, then withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.
“Tristan… Why did Joyce become like this?
She seems to hate seeing us together. It looks like she’s had enough after pretending for so long…”
Selena spoke tentatively and watched Tristan’s reaction.
‘Why is he so indifferent to Joyce’s outburst just now?’ Selena thought.
Tristan frowned slightly and his tone was cold. “What are you trying to say?”
Selena was stunned. She bit her lower lip, and her eyes became a little red. “I was trying to say that maybe Joyce has a point. We’ll be misunderstood by others if we appear together… So, maybe… Maybe I should leave first…”
She knew very well that Tristan would not let her leave first.
For one, it would be impolite to the Air Powells.
Moreover, if Tristan did not have a female companion by his side, it was inevitable that others would talk.
Selena only proposed this so that Tristan would notice her presence and would realize how understanding she was compared to the unreasonable Joyce.
Tristan’s gaze was cold. He looked at his Tristan’s gaze was colded looked at his watch and said indifferently, “Alright, get the driver to send you back”
After that, he turned around and left without looking back.
Selena was left alone, looking lost and grim at the door.
“Selena, come here quickly! My mother is looking for you everywhere…” Ingrid waved at her.
Selena ran over to Ingrid like she had seen her savior. ‘With Quinn and Ingrid around, Tristan won’t send me away, right?’
“What’s wrong? What did you and my brother talk about that made you look like this?”
“Nothing.” Selena smiled perfunctorily.
Her face was extraordinarily pale. ‘Why did Tristan allow me to leave?’
Selena did not expect that she would shoot herself in the foot.
Tristan, who used to be responsive to her, kept avoiding her lately.
Why?
Ever since Selena returned from abroad, she felt that everything was different.
The venue was brightly lit, extremely luxurious, and high-profile. Soon, the music stopped abruptly as Floyd Powell walked up onto the stage.
Everyone gathered around the stage, knowing that the main event of this gala was about to begin.
Although Grant Powell was the actual person in charge of Powell Corporation and had the prestige and reputation comparable to Tristan Beckett, at this time, he did not have the slightest intention to take the spotlight away from his father.
Instead, he only stood on the side humbly and respectfully as he watched his father speak.
“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming to Powell Corporation’s anniversary gala. Thanks to your support these years, we’ve had such smooth sailing thus far. This toast is for everyone!”
Floyd Powell raised his glass, to which everyone responded with the same action, then downed the wine in it.
Everyone knew that it was not because of everyone’s support that Powell
Corporation had such an unstoppable growth, but because of the Powells’
ability.
Everyone wanted to be in their good graces and kept singing praises about them.
Not long after, Grant personally went forward to fill up his father’s empty wine glass and stood back to his original position.
Floyd smiled, nodded at Grant, then looked at the crowd again.
“There is one thing that I need to clarify here today. I believe that all of you have been very curious about a woman who’s closely related to my company and whose rumors have been circulating the internet recently, Joyce…”
The guests fell silen . They already knew that the Powells had invited so many reporters to this event as a good opportunity to clarify the scandal.
Old Master Beckett seemed to look so understanding and smug. ‘How could
Floyd Powell allow his son to marry a divorced woman? That woman doesn’t know any better… This is her downfall…”
Quinn and Ingrid glanced at each other.
Both of them guessed how miserable Joyce would be after this.
“Why didn’t that woman come out?”
Ingrid swept a glance but did not see that woman’s figure anywhere and thought, ‘
Wasn’t she just there just now?’
Quinn laughed and looked unconcerned. ”
She probably got kicked out. The Powells aren’t stupid. Why would they keep a ticking time bomb around?”
Floyd Powell affixed his gaze to the Becketts as he said in a loud and clear voice. “Joyce has signed a huge deal with
J&L Corporation during her tenure as Vice
President of Powell Corporation. Her ability is undoubted, but her relationship with Grant isn’t what everyone imagined i t to be…”
The venue was incredibly quiet, so Floyd’s voice echoed in everyone’s ears. •
“I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce Joyce to everyone here.”
Old Master Beckett frowned and raised his head. Even Tristan was slightly puzzled.
The trace of doubt that had never dissipated at the bottom of his heart suddenly became heavier at this moment.
Floyd looked at the corridor on the left and smiled tenderly as he beckoned to her. “Come, Joyce. Come on over…”
Everyone watched in shock as the door on the left opened slowly.