Chapter 16 – The Secret Billionaire Heiress: Love’s Deception (Joyce & Tristan Novel)

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Tristan Beckett watched as Grant Powell’s car gradually drove away with narrowed eyes and a sullen expression.

The divorced Joyce was like a derailed train. He simply could not figure out which direction she was heading.

In the past, Joyce would be very cautious around him, but now, she even dared to say those ungracious words fearlessly.

Ingrid was reluctant to let Joyce get away so easily and wanted to stop their car, but Tristan yanked her back.

“That’s enough!”

“Brother, how can you side with an outsider? Joyce bullying me is the same as disrespecting our family! That ungrateful b*tch forgot who fed, clothed, and accommodated her these past three years. She needs to be taught a lesson!”

“Ingrid Beckett, the jewelry in the safe at Imperial Gardens are all for Joyce. Why did you take them without permission?” Tristan reminded her. Although he had not taken the initiative to give it to Joyce, everything at the Imperial Gardens belonged to him and Joyce.

“Brother, I’m your sister! It’s just a piece of jewelry, so why are you being so calculative? Besides, Joyce doesn’t have any occasion that she could wear such expensive jewelry, so why can’t I take it?” Ingrid spoke with discontent and thought that Joyce was not worthy of the “Daydream” necklace.

Tristan really wanted to teach his sister a lesson, but Ingrid began to cry aggrievedly, so he did not know what to say for a moment.

“I’ll watch the surveillance footage first.”

This made Ingrid freeze in place. She stopped crying and gritted her teeth in indignation. “Brother, do you not believe me? Joyce clearly framed me!”

“We’ll know once we see it.” Tristan cast a sidelong glance at his sister and walked into the restaurant.

A trace of panic crossed Ingrid’s face, but she bit the bullet and followed Tristan.

“Brother, I told you that she’s not a good woman! Look at the man next to her, he’s so protective and fond of her, so maybe she’s already cheated on you long ago and took your money to support that pretty boy!”

Ingrid slandered Joyce in hopes that Tristan would help her deal with that woman. ‘Who is she to walk all over me?’

Tristan’s eyes sank and his face turned extremely glum. “Shut up!”

He walked away and completely ignored his sister.

The restaurant manager had already received orders from Grant Powell beforehand to prepare a copy of the surveillance footage. As soon as Tristan arrived and explained his intentions, the restaurant manager took out the surveillance footage and handed it over.

One minute… Two minutes…

Tristan’s face became more gloomy by the second while Ingrid stood anxiously on the side. In the video, Ingrid and Quinn were hurling insults and curses that were harsh to hear, but Joyce looked like she was accustomed to it.

‘Is this customary? Is this not the first time this has happened? Was this how my family treated Joyce all this while during our marriage? Joyce’s calmness and retaliation shocked the two of them, so is this the first time she ever fought back?’

Tristan’s heart surged with complicated emotions. Blood rushed to his head and his expression kept changing. Suddenly, he stopped the video and walked out with big strides.

“Brother, wait for me…”

“Ingrid Beckett, this is not the first time you attack her, right?” Tristan glared at his sister.

Ingrid’s face paled and looked horrendous as she quickly denied it. “What? I was just angry that she found another man so soon after your divorce. Why would I berate her otherwise?”

Tristan sneered. He no longer believed his arrogant and capricious little sister.

“Go and apologize to Joyce!”

“I don’t want to! I’d rather die than apologize to that b*tch!” Ingrid shouted in aggravation. ‘Joyce was the one who poured wine all over me, so why should I apologize to her?’