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You must come to my party.” This was the first time he had personally invited someone to his birthday party, so he felt a little nervous.
Joyce’s few seconds of silence was extremely torturous for Tristan. Suddenly, Joyce’s laughter was heard over the phone. “Mr. Beckett, have you forgotten that we’re not friends?»
Joyce hung up the phone without giving Tristan the chance to retort.
That was her answer. What did his birthday have to do with her anyway? Tristan’s heart sank. However, when Tristan thought about what Keith told him earlier, that Joyce had bought a gift for him, she would probably attend.
He felt much better after some thought. Tristan’s phone call yesterday did not affect the quality of Joyce’s sleep
. It was raining last night, so the sound of rain was the best lullaby. In the morning, the sky was still a bit cloudy. Joyce pushed open the door of the balcony and felt the cool morning breeze rushing in.
At that moment, Ian Carter called. Joyce picked it up at once and said, “Happy birthday, Carter! Wishing you a lifetime of prosperity and longevity!” Ian laughed out loud.
“Lil N, are you paying tribute to your grandpa?” Joyce snorted. “Whatever! I would’ve beaten you up if you’re not the birthday boy.”
She turned on the speakerphone and went to get dressed. She put on some light makeup and picked out an exquisite, limited-edition dress with a gray-blue pearl inlay.
She looked so gorgeous and elegant. Joyce wore a pair of stilettos that instantly boosted her noble temperament.
Her aura was so powerful, composed, and majestic, “My Queen, what gift did you get me? I’ve been thinking about it all night…” Ian could not help but ask.
He had always anticipated Joyce’s gift the most. “What are you lacking?” Joyce asked. “I’m lacking a girlfriend…” Ian said nonchalantly. His intention was very obvious.
Ian announced, “I’m going to formally pursue you!” Joyce sneered. “No, I don’t agree with it.” “It’s my decision, and I don’t need your consent! My love for you just flows in my blood and…”
Beep… Joyce hung up on Ian without a second thought. ‘What a psycho!’ She packed up and went straight to the office. Logan placed the documents for the morning meeting on her desk and hesitated a little.
“President…” 1 “What is it?” “Beckett Corporation sent you an invitation for Mr. Beckett’s birthday…” )) Logan’s voice gradually became smaller.
He was wondering where Tristan got the confidence to think that Joyce would actually agree to attend. With their current relationship, it was euphemistic to say that they were incompatible with each other.
The office was silent for just a few seconds before Joyce let out a light laugh. “He’s just making a fool of himself. Ignore it.” ‘Who the hell is he? Why should I attend his birthday celebration? He’s so full of himself!’ Logan breathed a sigh of relief.
This was what he expected. It was Joyce’s normal reaction. Logan then found an excuse to reply to Mitchell, who went to the President’s Office with difficulty.
“President, Ms. Powell’s assistant conveyed Powell Corporation’s best wishes for your birthday, and…” .) “What?” Tristan’s eyes were dark and sunken. He looked upset.
“Oh… There’s an accident with Powell Corporation’s project abroad, so Ms. Powell needs to go over there to deal with it. She has already left the country…”
Mitchell paused for a moment and lifted his eyes. ‘Joyce’s excuse is really amazing…’ “Got it.” The man’s voice was deep. His heart sank at once. It felt quite painful.
‘She’s not coming. Didn’t she already say so yesterday? We’re not even friends, so why would she come to my birthday party?’ Tristan thought.
In the evening, Keith and a few of Tristan’s friends arrived at the clubhouse. They chartered the entire clubhouse, so no one without an invitation could enter.
They must celebrate President Beckett’s birthday grandly! Everyone was in high spirits. Soon, the venue was very lively, but Tristan only sat in the corner, silently drinking mulled wine, Tristan seemed so out of place with the atmosphere around him.
Keith walked over with his wine glass and gently clinked it with Tristan’s. “Happy birthday, Beckett!” Tristan did not even raise his eyes and downed the wine in his glass.
His eyes were so deep, like the bottomless ocean. “She didn’t come.” His voice was deep )) and cold. Keith was stunned and instantly knew who Tristan was referring to.
His brain spun fast for an excuse as he went up to put his arm around Tristan’s shoulders. “She’s probably just shy. After all, both of you are in this awkward relationship now.
It’ll be weird if she’s too proactive. Maybe she’ll send you the gift tomorrow.” Keith was confident that his guess was not wrong.
Joyce had been so infatuated with Tristan previously, so she would certainly know how much Tristan liked Patek Philippe.
Thus, Keith was certain that the watch must be for Tristan. “Hey, isn’t that Joyce?” Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.
Upon hearing this, Keith and Tristan stood up and walked over. There was no one at the entrance.
“What are you on about?” Keith scolded the person who broadcasted fake news. The man who shouted earlier was startled.
He saw Tristan’s grim face and smiled apprehensively, then took out his Phone.
“My friend just sent me a video of Joyceplaying poker. She won a lot…”
Before he finished his sentence, his phone was snatched over.
Tristan clicked on the video and saw several men and women gathered around playing poker. Instead of chips, there were car keys, jewelry, and even gold bars on the table. It was clear how intense this game of poker was.
It was definitely much more exciting compared to this birthday party! Everyone in the video was dressed in luxury clothes. Joyce’s limited-edition gray-blue pearl inlay dress made her look so stunning.
It was impossible to look away from her. Ian Carter and Julie Nixon sat next to Joyce looking like they were feeding her cards. Joyce just sat there smiling so brightly and beautifully.
“Where is this?” Tristan’s voice was extremely cold. The man immediately answered, “Oh, it’s a newly opened bar…” Tristan’s breathing was rough.
That’s to say, she didn’t leave the country at all, nor was there any urgent business?! She’d rather play poker than attend my birthday party?!’ At that moment, Mitchell happened to Upon hearing this, Keith and Tristan stood up and walked over.
There was no one at the entrance. “What are you on about?” Keith scolded the person who broadcasted fake news. . The man who shouted earlier was startled.
He saw Tristan’s grim face and smiled apprehensively, then took out his phone. “My friend just sent me a video of Joyce playing poker.
She won a lot…” Before he finished his sentence, his phone was snatched over. Tristan clicked on the video and saw several men and women gathered around playing poker.
Instead of chips, there were car keys, jewelry, and even gold bars on the table. It was clear how intense this game of poker was.
It was definitely much more exciting compared to this birthday party! Everyone in the video was dressed in luxury clothes. Joyce’s limited-edition gray-blue pearl inlay dress made her look so stunning.
It was impossible to look away from her. Ian Carter and Julie Nixon sat next to Joyce looking like they were feeding her cards. Joyce just sat there smiling so brightly and beautifully.
“Where is this?” Tristan’s voice was extremely cold. The man immediately answered, “Oh, it’s a newly opened bar…” Tristan’s breathing was rough.
That’s to say, she didn’t leave the country at all, nor was there any urgent business?! She’d rather play poker than attend my birthday party?!’
At that moment, Mitchell happened to pass by. Tristan raised his eyes and swept him a glance.
He threw the phone back to the man, and coldly said to Mitchell,“ Deduct your bonus.” Mitchell was baffled. Except for the birthday boy himself, everyone else had a very good time at this birthday party.