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Thus, Jenny’s family background was also dug up with all kinds of comments surrounding it. Joyce did not expect that Jenny would be so quick to apologize.
Jenny was smart to retreat nicely with some leeway instead of completely exhausting her fans’ trust in her. In a blink of an eye, Ian Carter’s birthday arrived.
Every year, Julie and Yvette would crack their brains to find the most unique gift for Second Young Master Carter. Joyce did not care much about it because Ian always liked whatever she gave him.
Yvette dragged Joyce to the mall with her. Yvette did not get to buy lan a gift but rather lugged around a few large shopping bags of her own things.
She got someone to send her items to her residence and continued shopping with Joyce.
Joyce was looking at a Patek Philippe watch that was very pricey. It looked flashy and extravagant, which was very consistent with Ian’s character.
However, who would have thought that they would meet Ingrid and Keith there. 1 It was a bit awkward when the four of them bumped into each other. Keith was the first to speak.
“Joyce, you guys are also here, huh?” “Are you blind?” Yvette snickered. Ever since Keith went to apologize to Joyce last time, he was a lot more courteous.
He had no choice because Joyce still had his nudes. Moreover, with Anson as a precedent, Keith was afraid to piss Joyce off.
Ingrid snorted coldly and folded her arms. She was annoyed whenever she saw Joyce’s face.
“What are you guys doing here?” “Is this place yours?” Yvette retorted, not willing to show any weakness. Joyce ignored them and pointed at the most expensive limited edition Patek Philippe that she had her eye on earlier.“
Wrap this up for me, please.” She did not even need to ask for the price. “Wait! We saw that first!” Ingrid hastily interrupted. Keith wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
“Ms. Beckett, it belongs to whoever pays for it first. Got it?” Joyce hooked the corner of her lips and glanced at Ingrid, instantly killing Ingrid’s assertiveness with that one look.
Ingrid gritted her teeth reluctantly. She suddenly realized something and asked,“ Joyce, are you also preparing a birthday gift for my brother?” The air was stagnant for a moment. Keith raised his head in shock.
A flash of thought suddenly came to mind. ‘Right! Why else would Joyce buy a men’s watch at this time?’ Joyce was stunned for a moment.
At the a mention of this, she suddenly recalled that lan and Tristan’s birthdays were just one day apart. ‘I only remembered Ian’s birthday? Awesome!’ Joyce subconsciously hooked her lips into a satisfied smile.
Ingrid thought that Joyce acquiesced to it and seized the opportunity to mock Joyce. “Don’t even think about it. My brother won’t invite you to his party, so you don’t need to send him a gift. Let me have it…”
Keith’s lips twitched as he tugged Ingrid behind him. “Don’t talk nonsense.” In previous years, Tristan had never invited Joyce to his birthday party, but he might invite her this year…
Joyce turned to look at Ingrid. Her gaze was cold as she smiled faintly. “You want this? Then all the more reason for me not to give it to you because I hate you.”
She snorted coldly, took out her card, and paid for the watch. Yvette folded her arms and thought that the self-absorbed Ingrid was absurd, “Ms. Beckett, don’t make a fool of yourself.
Joyce’s not blind or dumb, so why would she rush to buy Tristan Beckett a gift?” After Joyce and Yvette left, Ingrid was still jumping in anger.
That Patek Philippe was the only one available in Mediania, but it was bought by Joyce. ‘So what if she’s rich?!’ Ingrid thought.
Keith walked to the corner and could not wait to share this news with Tristan. “Beckett! I just saw that Joyce bought you a birthday present!” 1 Tristan’s hand that was holding the phone trembled slightly.
He almost dropped his phone. ‘Unbelievable!
“It’s true! Ingrid also saw it. Joyce bought the Patek Philippe that you like. You just need to wait for your gift! Hahaha Keith could not help but share what he saw with Tristan. ))
This knowledge made Tristan a little surprised and depressed. Tristan suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be calm.
His voice was deep as he said, “Alright, I’m hanging up.” » Originally, Tristan did not plan to celebrate his birthday this year.
However, now it seemed like he needed to host a big party so that he could invite Joyce. In the previous years, Tristan had always celebrated his birthday with a few close a friends.
Tristan recalled that before the divorce, Joyce seemed to look forward to celebrating his birthday, but back then, he did not like to be alone with her, so he had always politely refused.
However, she still prepared gifts for him every year. When Tristan thought of this, he immediately called Mitchell. “Where are the gifts from my previous birthdays?” The sudden question stunned Mitchell, but he soon reacted.
“President, the expensive gifts are kept in the safe and the collection shelf.” Tristan panicked because he could not seem to remember what gifts Joyce had given him in those three years.
“What about the ones from Joyce?” Mitchell paused for several seconds before he asked slowly, “President, which year are you referring to?” Tristan’s eyes were cold. His voice was deep as he said, “All of them.”
Mitchell coughed slightly to clear his throat, then braced himself for what was to come. “For the first year, Ms. Powell gave you a ring, but… You lost it…”
Mitchell mumbled in a small voice to help Tristan recall this event. Tristan’s face sank for a moment. His gaze was ashen, and his heart suddenly clenched. He felt a throbbing pain.
Tristan suddenly recalled that he had never gotten her a ring because he was too lazy for such formalities.
However, Joyce bought them the rings. Tristan wore it for two days and felt uncomfortable with it, so he casually chucked it in one of his pockets.
Later, it was gone… Mitchell continued, “For the second year, Ms. Powell gave you a scarf that she knitted by hand, but you casually gave it to Selena Price, which she later threw away…”
Before Tristan could react, Mitchell hurriedly finished his sentence in one breath. “Ms. Powell didn’t give you anything for the third year…” There was dead silence over the phone.
Tristan felt a suffocating pain, like his heart was torn apart. His body stiffened, and his conviction collapsed slightly. Suddenly, Tristan realized that wearing out a person’s enthusiasm was an extremely mundane and sinful thing.
He had personally worn out Joyce’s passion. Thus, she did not even bother to give him anything for the third year.
The ring and the scarf she gave him were lost. At that time, Tristan did not feel anything, but today, he suddenly found it hard to breathe.
Tristan did not want to look deeper into it as he was afraid that he would not be able to accept the truth. He threw his phone to the side and ran like a madman to the coatroom.
He took out all his jackets one by one and carefully searched every pocket. By the end of it, his clothes were piled up into a mountain, but he still could not find the ring an It was futile because he would never be able to find it.
The clothes from several years ago would not have remained in the coatroom because they would be switched out with the latest arrivals.
The housekeeping staff would also clean it regularly and would not have ignored the ring.
Tristan was reluctant to believe how much he had neglected Joyce back then. It felt like there was a missing piece in his heart. That emptiness could not be filled again.
“That ring…’ Joyce must have used so much courage and held so much hope to overcome the despair that Tristan had brought her to give him that ring.
As a result, he lost it… After a while, Tristan walked out of the coatroom and found Joyce’s number. He was extremely antsy while he waited for her to pick up.
“So, how much is the repair?” Joyce was impatient and straightforward, without intending to exchange pleasantries with Tristan.
Tristan’s heart was beating so violently that he thought he might be going crazy, but his voice was still calm and composed. “Joyce, it’s my birthday tomorrow.