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“Of course, like you guys, I admire Fabian too It was not a clear answer, but an answer nonetheless. ‘Like and admire… I just hope that they can tell the difference…’ Joyce thought.
The reporters did not pursue this further and made way for Joyce.
They then saw that Tristan Beckett was actually standing not far away The man’s eyes were cold, and his face was He was the Tristan Beckett that could crush any media company in a day, the man that all journalists feared.
Joyce still looked like she was unaware of Tristan’s presence. She just looked into the cameras with a sweet and kind smile, looking so beautiful and generous as she elegantly strutted away in her high heels.
When she got into the car, Logan handed Joyce a document. “The five percent of Gemini Entertainment’s shares are from Mr. Tristan Beckett.” Hearing this, Joyce was stunned.
She raised her head intending to clarify this when she heard someone knocking on the car window It was Tristan Beckett. He stood there with a cold brooding face and knitted eyebrows.
Joyce slowly lowered the car window and asked nonchalantly, “Mr. Beckett, something wrong?” “I have to go to a shareholders meeting.
My car broke down, so can you give me a ride along the way?” Tristan looked at his watch and pointed to the Range Rover not far away. Mitchell squatted next to the car.
He hesitated with heartache as he held the nail in his hand… ‘What did the car do wrong?’ Joyce raised an eyebrow and laughed insouciantly “You’re out of the way, so no.”
After that, Joyce was about to raise the car window, but a large hand blocked her from doing so.
“You didn’t even ask me where I’m going. How do you know it’s not on the way?” His voice was deep and obviously very charming, but at this time, it carried a hint of suppressed anger.
Joyce was getting impatient. ‘Can’t he tell that I’m rejecting him? Is there something wrong with his perceptivity?’ She gently raised her eyelids.
Her seductive lips spat out the coldest words. “I don’t need to ask. I just don’t wanna go wherever you’re going.”
The atmosphere around the car was stagnant for a moment.
Tristan’s face was taut and extremely unsightly. He stared intently at Joyce while he tightly pursed his thin lips.
There were no outsiders present, so Joyce was not even willing to pretend to be superficially peaceful with Tristan. To Joyce, Tristan Beckett was never eligible for forgiveness She treated others like Ian Carter, Kai, Maverick, Fabian, and even Mitchell ten thousand times better than him.
Joyce sat there lazily as she waited for Tristan to leave on his own accord.
Not just anyone had the right to sit in her car. Tristan Beckett was even more unworthy! A full minute had passed, and Tristan was still standing there unmoved.
Joyce frowned at him. ‘Does he not understand English?!’ Just when Joyce was about to chase him away, Tristan’s thin lips parted. His voice was clear and cold.
“Joyce, are you sure that you don’t want to go to the place I’m going to?” ‘Of course…’ Joyce thought. Before she could say anything, Logan coughed at the side, signaling that he had something to say.
Without waiting for Joyce to react, Tristan laughed lightly. “Although you bought that five percent of Gemini Entertainment’s shares from me, I haven’t signed it yet.
We can forget about it if you don’t want to go…” Joyce was taken aback by his words. ‘What the hell?!’ Logan helplessly closed his eyes, cleared his throat, and explained, “President Joyce, I was just about to tell you about this.
Mr. Beckett sold five percent of the shares to us, but there’s still one final step of signing.” Date Joyce took a deep breath, looked sideways at Logan, and gave him a fierce glare.
‘Why didn’t you say so earlier?!’ Logan lowered his head apprehensively and felt aggrieved as he avoided her gaze. ‘You didn’t give me the opportunity to speak…’ Tristan gently hooked his lips.
This smile was enough to compel hearts. He clenched his hand that was resting on the car window and tapped on the glass twice like he was waiting for Joyce to retort.
One second Two seconds… Tristan turned around decisively and walked away The person in the car behind him finally could not help it. “Wait!” Tristan stopped in his tracks. Joyce closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and looked at Logan.
“Why are you still not opening the door for Mr. Beckett?” Hearing that, Logan immediately jumped out of the car and opened the car door on the left side of the back seat.
He was respectful and courteous. “Mr. Beckett, if you please…” Tristan’s back was facing them at this time. The corners of his lips had a faint curve, but it soon disappeared. Without much hesitation, Tristan turned back around and sat in the car.
Once he got into the car, he could smell the light fragrance. Joyce was wearing her favorite custom Shalini perfume. This unique fragrance filled his nasal cavity and bore into his heart.
Tristan, who used to hate women’s perfume, suddenly felt inexplicably tolerant and moved at this moment. He felt that only Joyce’s perfume matched her temperament.
Joyce was looking at the document in her hand. The share transfer document was indeed missing Tristan Beckett’s signature.
The corners of her lips twitched before she calmly looked at Tristan. “Mr. Beckett, why did you give up your shares in Gemini Entertainment?” ‘Coincidentally at this time as well? I’m sure Tristan doesn’t need money to the point of selling his shares! The man returned to his senses and swept a glance at her.
Her delicate features were filled with wariness and distrust of him.
He frowned slightly. ‘She’ll probably never believe that I’ll be nice to her, right?’ After some thought, he took over the share transfer document in her hand and signed it, then handed it back indifferently. “Now do you believe it’s true?” Joyce looked at the signature on it and faintly froze for a moment.
She suddenly remembered Tristan’s signature when they got divorced. It was also so decisive and crisp without the slightest hint of hesitation When she returned to her senses, her gaze turned cold.
She put away the share transfer document and resumed her cold and aloof attitude. She instructed Logan.
“Remember to transfer money to Mr. Beckett as soon as possible.” They would not owe each other then.
Logan naturally answered at once and dared not delay it. Joyce hooked her lips into a smile and lowered her eyes, covering all the inappropriate emotions.
She promptly changed the topic. “Mr. Beckett, you should know what I’m about to do, right? I thought that you’d be a little more lenient to Ines Xavier because she’s infatuated with you, but come to think of it, you’ve always been so cruel to the women who like you…”
Joyce was just making a casual remark, but it set off a huge ripple in Tristan’s heart, ‘I’ve always been so cruel to the women who like me? I was cruel to Joyce, Selena, and now Ines Xavier…’ Tristan furrowed his brows, and a huge wave of emotion was hidden in his eyes.
His lips were pressed into a straight line, Tristan pondered for a moment and lowered his voice. “Joyce, you’re not like them.” At least, Joyce used to be his wife, Other women were nothing to him.
Thus, he had nothing to worry about. Joyce lowered her head and laughed, then looked at him with a cold and detached gaze.
“Yes, I’m not like them. At least I was once someone who managed to marry you because of my special blood type…” She laughed self-deprecatingly, glanced at him, then coldly looked away Tristan frowned slightly He clearly did not mean it like that.