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It was just that this budding young actor might probably get into some trouble.
Among the countless gazes, two pairs of eyes glared at Joyce coldly, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
When Joyce turned her head to the side, she saw Tristan Beckett’s deep, dark eyes. Joyce did not hesitate to look away and pretended that he was invisible.
She just looked at the little hottie on stage and smiled to reassure him that she was not mad at his response.
Kai could not resist going up on stage at this moment as he thought that his sister would get slandered again if he did not say anything. “Yo, Fabian.
Joyce’s my scandalous partner at the moment, so spare some of that traction for me, eh?” Everyone roared with laughter. With Kai’s popularity, these words were undoubtedly helping Fabian out of this awkward situation.
However, someone with a motive uploaded this scene online. Ines looked at the video on her phone with a smug face and smiled with satisfaction.
‘Now the whole world will know what a slut a Joyce is! Let’s see how smug she’ll be now! The banquet lasted until late at night. When it was over, Kai got someone to send Fabian back while he sent Julie home.
Joyce drove there. When she walked out, she happened to meet Tristan Beckett and Ines Xavier “Why don’t you send me home? It’s so late already and I’m scared to go home alone…” Ines’ voice was so whiny that Joyce just wanted to punch her.
Tristan’s eyebrows were slightly knitted. “It’s out of the way.” “Then take a detour! Mr. Beckett, what if I get into danger when I leave by myself?” Ines pretended to be weak and looked panicked.
She reached out to grab Tristan’s arm, but she missed.
He dodged her Ines was just trying to take advantage of Tristan It was extraordinarily funny to Joyce, Joyce could not help but laugh silently behind the wall and did not show herself.
“You won’t be in danger,” Tristan said with certainty That tone could not be more direct. ‘Even if you do encounter someone, it’s still uncertain which party will be the one in danger…’
Ines did not give up and wanted to continue saying something.
However, Joyce’s phone rang at that moment. Her ringtone cut through their laughable atmosphere. Having no choice, Joyce answered it and walked out. It was Kai.
“I heard that a fugitive is on the loose nearby, so just stay where you are. I’ll get someone to pick you up.” Joyce smiled and said, “It’s fine, I can go by myself.”
She ignored the two people and walked past them. “Joyce…” Tristan called her name. Before Joyce could react, Tristan chased after her. “I’ll send you home.”
Joyce raised her eyebrows and laughed lightly She felt amazed by his boldness.
‘When are we ever on good terms with each other? He must be on drugs… I don’t need his help! “Don’t get me wrong.
I heard that a fugitive is lurking around here, so it’s not safe. If something happens to you, I’ll probably get scolded by the netizens again.”
‘That ferocious fugitive even robbed and raped a lot of ladies before…’ Tristan’s tone was dull. His shadow under the dim streetlight was elongated and made him seem very lonely.
When he spoke, he looked a little nervous, so much so that Joyce thought she was mistaken.
‘Why will he be nervous about my safety? Hah! If that ever happens, the sun will probably rise from the west!’ Joyce then saw Ines, who looked so aggrieved, chasing up to Tristan.
She hooked her lips and said in a cool voice, “No need. I’d rather meet a fugitive than spend another second with you.” After that, Joyce left without another word.
“Why is Joyce acting so smug?! That ungrateful b*tch!” Ines was infuriated. ‘Was she trying to humiliate me by rejecting Tristan’s offer in front of me?! That b*tch must’ ve done it on purpose!’ Ines thought.
Tristan’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Mitchell drove over, so Tristan got into the car and said in a cold voice, “Drive.” He ignored Ines’ screams from the back. Mitchell quickly drove away.
There were several broken streetlights on this section of the road. Tristan felt nervous and uneasy because of a bad feeling in his heart. In front where it was dark, there was a car parked without anyone inside.
“That’s Ms. Powell’s car!” It had only been less than two minutes since they parted ways, yet something already happened? “Stop the car!” Tristan spoke in a cold voice with a bitter chill in his eyes.
Without another word, he jumped out of the car and ran over. Mitchell also followed his boss quickly. When they got close enough, they heard a man’s muffled grunt, then saw Joyce and a bald man standing in front of her car.
Upon closer look, the man had a dagger in his hand and had mud all over his body. He looked so wretched and frustrated as he glared viciously at the woman in front of him.
Seeing more people approaching, the man panicked and just wanted to get this over with Joyce calmly took a step back with a stern and fearless gaze. ‘Sigh… I’m just so unlucky.
Out of all people, I’ m the one who’s unlucky enough to meet this fugitive?! When the man lunged at her with the dagger, Joyce suddenly moved to the side and kicked the man in the back.
The man’s head landed heavily on the hood of her car. Her movement was so fluid, crisp, valiant, and beautiful! The man was caught off guard and did not think that Joyce knew how to fight.
He endured the severe pain and got up, but before he could raise his dagger again, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Clang! “Ah!” The man screamed as his dagger fell to the ground.
Joyce’s sharp heel had already pierced through the back of his palm. It was a gut-wrenching pain. His scream resounded through the silent night.
He was no longer a threat. Mitchell looked at the scene in shock and shuddered when he heard the man’s gut-wrenching scream. If he had not witnessed this himself, he simply could not imagine what was happening in front of him.
Joyce simply did not give others the opportunity to be a hero! In the next second, Tristan stepped forward with a cold and solemn face, then ran to check on Joyce. “Mitchell, call the police!” “Yes, sir!” Mitchell did not dare to delay for another second.
Joyce already knew that someone approached her, but she did not expect it to be Tristan Beckett. When she saw Tristan walking toward her, she faintly withdrew her gaze and walked past him to change into her spare shoes.
The Chanel high heels that she liked were stained with blood and were soiled. Although it was a pity, she did not want them anymore. “Joyce, are you injured?”
Tristan Beckett grabbed Joyce’s blood-stained arm and asked in a low, hoarse voice.
Joyce quickly broke away from his grip and was silent for a moment. “No, it’s not mine.”
After that, she got into her car and started the engine.
Since they had already called the police, the police could deal with the follow-up.