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It felt like all these thrills and adventures had happened in a previous life.
Yvette and Julie listened excitedly, but lan only sat in silence at the side, becoming more sullen as he listened, After the story, Joyce nudged lan with her foot and frowned.
“Ian, why didn’t you even react to my story?” Ian covered his face and looked lost. His voice had an unconcealed chagrin and regret.
“Why am I not the one who saved you? Why is it Tristan Beckett again?” With this, the room fell into a dead silence that even a pin drop could be heard.
Julie glared at Ian, then blocked Joyce’s line of sight and changed the subject with a smile. “Nathaniel suddenly released this video. That’s how we found out that you’re still alive.
You’ve gone crazy viral this time… Reporters everywhere are looking for you!” Julie took out her phone and showed her the trending topics.
In just a short span, this video had already reached millions of views. The degree of attention was way beyond anyone’s imagination.
Joyce pursed her lips, but she was not too surprised because Nathaniel told her when they were on the island that if they managed to get out alive, she might appear in his work.
“Let my big brother worry about this.
I bought a couple of private planes, and I’m gonna learn to fly them!” Joyce was a little traumatized and felt it was too risky to rely on another pilot, so why not just fly the plane herself! Yvette screamed in excitement.
“OMG! So cool!” Julie was rational and said, “You need to calm down…”
In a few days, the online discussion was getting more and more intense.
The number of views and comments was soaring, and this video spread like wildfire.
Joyce was almost fully recovered and was ready to leave the hospital.
Under layers of coverings and disguise, she was still recognized as soon as she went out.
Numerous microphones and reporters swarmed over to Joyce.
“Ms. Powell, are all of those experiences real?” “Ms. Powell, is there anything you want to say after surviving this ordeal?” “Do you think that this plane crash was an accident?” “Are you planning to take your relationship with Nathaniel Beckett further?” Countless reporters blocked the entrance of the hospital with their cameras flashing The bodyguards formed a protective circle around them, shielding Joyce and Kai in the center.
The crowd was overwhelming, and Kai was getting slightly impatient with all these reporters. Having lived in the spotlight for so long, Kai knew that these people would not rest easily.
He took Joyce in his arms and walked forward with great strides towards the Lincoln stretch limousine parked not far away.
Joyce suddenly stopped walking and raised her head to reveal her bright and stunning eyes.
At this time, however, there was a layer of sorrow overshadowing her beautiful eyes. It was perplexing. Everyone quieted down and waited for her to speak.
Joyce’s voice was a little hoarse, but every word was clear and articulate. “I’m glad that everyone is thinking about my safety, but please stop paying attention to me.
Because… There are more than thirty people on the plane who are not as lucky as I am, and their families will be in pain every time they see news like these.”
After that, Joyce bowed solemnly and respectfully. The surrounding voices gradually died down, and the vibrant atmosphere sank into a cold silence.
Joyce did not say another word after, so Kai held her by the shoulders and led her to the car. Her return was not just a gimmick for popularity.
It was also painful for some people. After all, the only person who survived the plane crash was Joyce. Soon, this short response from Joyce won everyone’s hearts.
Nathaniel even removed his latest video that was going viral. (You can really see a person’s character through the details. Joyce is really a goddess to still think of others at this time.
She has such a big heart!) (Such a beautiful and kind-hearted young lady! I really want to marry her! Joyce, please make your debut in showbiz!] (I’m a family member of the victims of the plane crash.
We firmly believe that they’re the same as Ms. Powell, stuck someplace on an adventure, and hopefully come back one day.
Ms. Powell, we wish that you can live well so that they can live vicariously through you. You are our hope!) This last comment had the most likes and was bumped to the top.
…… Joyce got a new phone and saw that the most liked comment under her response was from one of the family members of the plane crash victims.
She immediately replied. Whether separated by time, space, or geography, there will be a day when they’ll come back.
Thank you for never giving up.] Perhaps Joyce’s words worked, or perhaps someone authorized the platform to reduce the discussion on this topic because this matter finally subsided.
The reporters no longer squatted outside Powell Tower. Joyce had a period of calm for a while.
Her life was back on track, but she was in no hurry to go back to work.
Perhaps Joyce had used too much energy during her desert island survival adventure, so nowadays, she really enjoyed eating, drinking, and just having fun.
Floyd was also happy to see his daughter in this state. Every day, he would drag Joyce to go fishing with him. They would shop, buy a yacht, and even watch live-streaming shopping sessions together.
Floyd would help her hold a variety of parties and had never batted an eye when it came to spending money. Life was peaceful and wonderful, up until Joyce received an unfamiliar phone call.
She thought that it was a friend who changed their number, so she cheerfully picked it up “Hey! Name please…”
The other party was silent for a second. “Tristan Beckett…” His magnetic voice was familiar and deep. Beep– Joyce hung up. Tristan’s eyes darkened as he looked at the call that was disconnected.
His face instantly turned glum. He had been busy during this time abroad. He had endured missing her for so long.
He was worried about her recovery, but more so, but more so, her psychological recovery. However, he was no longer qualified to worry about her.
Tristan had watched Nathaniel’s video over and over again. Every time he watched it, he would feel his chest tighten. He felt so suffocated that he could not breathe.
People online were praising her bravery, strength, and luck. Only his heart ached for her stoicism and fear.
Just after getting off the plane, Tristan could not resist taking his driver’s phone to call Joyce, but this was the result…
1 Mitchell followed Tristan from behind, carrying his suitcase.
He looked at his boss’ despondent and cold figure and could not help but remind him in trepidation.
“President, Lee’s phone…” Lee, the driver following behind them, watched in trepidation as his few- the hundred-dollar phone was almost crushed in Tristan’s hand.
Mitchell was familiar with Joyce’s number, so Tristan found a random number to call her.
After all, Tristan had saved her, so something should have changed between them.
Who knew that once Joyce heard his name, she would hang up the phone without hesitation? Tristan’s face was glum as he deleted the call record and threw the phone back to Mitchell.
Tristan had such an unapproachable aura about him. Mitchell gave the phone back to the driver, Lee, then quickly caught up to Tristan.
“President, the famous painter Mr. Wilheim invited you to attend the soft opening of his fine art exhibition restaurant this evening…” ) Powell Mansion.
Joyce hummed a tune while picking out an outfit for this evening’s banquet in her dressing room. This would be the first time she attended a public event after her return.
Thus, she had to look her best.
That phone call from Tristan was like a hiccup. She did not take it to heart at all.
She wanted Tristan Beckett to know that she was grateful, but she would never offer up herself to him! Kai was forced to sit in the living room and watch Joyce parade outfit after outfit like a happy little bird.
At the rate that she was changing, she probably wanted to wear all the latest collections of the season. ‘I suddenly feel like going back to work…’ Kai thought.
Floyd had someone bring over the custom-made and exquisite pink diamond necklace.
The diamonds on it were large, unique, and precious.
The necklace was paired with a light pink slim fit dress that Joyce just tried on which outlined her slender waist.
Her long hair was let loose and draped over lazily behind her back.
The dress and the necklace had such a gentle, stunning, and harmonious coexistence, which made Joyce very satisfied.
It was neither exaggerated nor inappropriate. Kai narrowed his eyes.