Filed to story: The Secret Billionaire Heiress: Love’s Deception (Joyce & Tristan Novel)
Yvette sneered and called Tristan Beckett out as she gnashed her teeth in anger.
Keith looked at his best friend with big, innocent, pleading eyes. The words “save me” were written all over his face.
Tristan glanced at Yvette, then swept a glance at lan and Hugh before his gaze landed on Keith. “We lost.”
His face was calm and unmoved. At first, Tristan felt it strange that the sound of the dice from his hand and Joyce’s hand were a little off. However, he was not the slightest bit upset that he lost. Instead, he even felt a little delighted.
Tristan Beckett quickly left the table, leaving Keith stupefied as he received hostile glares from Joyce’s friends.
The taut string in Keith’s heart suddenly snapped.
Keith felt that those people led by Yvette just wanted to eat him alive.
‘Tristan left me like that? Aren’t we bros?! ‘
Keith looked at the people in front of him and bit his lower lip as he spoke with no dignity, “Can you please spare me this time?”
The whole group said in unison, “No! *
Downstairs.
Joyce came out from the side door where there was no crowd. She had just sent a text to her big brother, so his driver should be arriving soon. She also sent Yvette a message.
“Joyce…”
A raspy voice called her name as Tristan’s tall and brawny figure stood at the side door. Joyce was stunned for a moment, then immediately put on her aloof and guarded look.
Noticing her change in expression, Tristan lowered his eyes slightly.
“What’s the matter, Mr. Beckett?“
The light at the side door was dim and elongated their shadows. When Tristan took a step forward, Joyce took a step back,
establishing a clear boundary between them.
Tristan smirked and threw the lit cigarette in his hand aside. He continued to approach her and stared at her closely.
“Joyce, Ingrid provoked you first at the restaurant, so I’ll get her to apologize to you.”
Joyce lowered her eyes and laughed for a moment. Suddenly, she stopped smiling and looked so cold with a trace of derision in her eyes.
“There’s no need for that. Just watch your family properly.”
The restaurant incident was not the only thing they needed to apologize for anyway.
Joyce no longer cared for their apologies.
Tristan frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but a frantic scream coming from the door interrupted him. When he looked over, he saw a butt- naked Keith running out with his hands covering his face. He was so humiliated and desperate that his voice cracked. “I won’t let you get away with this! “
When Keith got to the door, there was a flash of light. The naked man stopped in his tracks and was shocked to see Tristan and
Joyce standing next to him. He was ashamed and vexed as he pointed at Joyce with his trembling arm. He even wanted to cry.
“You…you even took a picture?! *
Joyce looked at the picture on her phone with satisfaction. It was not blurry and the angle was just nice to capture everything. It was simply perfect!
She gently hooked the corners of her lips and glanced at Keith provocatively.
“Mr. Ludwig, it’s a pity if no one recorded your entertaining performance, so I purposely waited for you here.“
Joyce knew that Keith would not have the guts to leave through the front door, and there was only one side door in this bar.
“You…you…“
Keith was so exasperated that he became speechless and covered his private parts with both hands.
Joyce’s gaze was cold and her tone was stern as she said, “If you dare to mess with me again, I’ll post this photo for the whole world to see! “
‘Does he think that I’m the same stupid woman from three years ago? How dare he mess with me?’
As soon as Joyce turned around, Grant Powell’s driver was waiting by the roadside. The driver bowed politely and waited patiently for Joyce to finish her business.
Joyce did not even glance at Tristan and bypassed him, then sat inside Grant’s luxury car. The car gradually drove out of sight, and only then did Tristan withdraw his gaze.
Somehow, Tristan felt uncomfortable seeing that Joyce’s face was unmoved and filled with mockery without the slightest hint of shyness or evasion when Keith ran out n@ked.
However, when Tristan looked back at the events tonight, from Joyce’s violin performance on stage to the poker dice game, his original impression of the well-behaved and quiet Joyce suddenly changed. Every move she made was such a mystery. It felt like there was a thin layer of fog that surrounded her, making it increasingly impossible to see through her. Thinking of this, the bottom of Tristan’s heart became irritable again. Seeing Keith standing there staring at Joyce’s departed car, Tristan could not help but frown. He tossed the jacket in his hand on Keith’s head and said, “Let’s go! Do you not feel ashamed?”
Keith reacted with a jolt and quickly took Tristan’s jacket to cover his face as he scurried to the car. “Get in! F*ck! Your ex-wife destroyed me today! “
When Tristan and Keith got into the car, Keith quickly put on his clothes while complaining. “Your ex-wife is such a femme fatale.
She’s so ruthless and heartless! I can’t beat her…“
Tristan’s face turned cold when he heard his muttered words. He took out a cigarette with his slender fingers and lit it. The smoke coming from the cigarette made his eyes seem dim and inscrutable.
Yvette and Julie followed lan out of the bar. They looked smug when they saw the two men in the car.
lan took a few steps forward to the car. Through the car window, the corners of his lips hooked up into an unruly and playful smile. “Mr. Ludwig, it was just a bet, so don’t take it to heart. We’re still friends, right?“
Keith’s body shook with anger. ‘Hmph! Simple for you to say, you’re not the one that ran out n*ked ! I’m afraid my name will become the laughing stock of the city from now on! What a shame…utter humiliation! But…I brought this on myself…even if I
feel wronged, I can’t complain…’
Earlier when Keith was still clothed upstairs, lan looked at Keith indifferently. “You don’t wanna strip? If Joyce lost, would you have let her go?”
The answer, of course, was a solid no.
Thus, Keith was stripped off of his clothes.
Keith wanted to ignore lan and let out a cold grunt. He arrogantly turned his head away to express his anger.
Tristan glanced at lan. His voice was deep and dangerous as he said, “Mr. Carter, are you venting out your anger on behalf of Joyce today?”
“Mr. Beckett, you’re kidding, right? Isn’t it obvious that Joyce won by herself? You should be willing to lose when going into a bet. A big man like you can’t even compare to a lady, huh?“
lan laughed nonchalantly and tapped his finger on the car window. He pondered for a moment and gave Tristan a meaningful glance.
“Mr. Beckett, you didn’t expect Joyce to win, did you?
“It was indeed unexpected.“
“You were married for three years, yet you still don’t know her at all. I guess in your eyes, Joyce is worth nothing.” lan had a faint smile in his eyes. He took a deep breath, tilted his head, and smiled devilishly.
“But…there’s no need for you to get to know her in the future, because to us, Joyce will always be the best! “ lan cocked his thumb and raised his eyebrows in a sneer.
Tristan’s gaze was sharp and threatening as he narrowed his eyes. “Mr. Carter, you wouldn’t be interested in that woman, right?“
lan laughed out loud and met his gaze openly. “I am.
I want to pursue her, and I have to thank you for letting her go so that I can get this opportunity.“
Tristan indifferently withdrew his gaze and looked to the front with an expressionless face. Keith, who was sitting on the side, could not stand it anymore and said, “Why are you talking so much? Ferg, just drive! “
He really could not stay here for another moment.
Tristan stepped on the gas pedal and drove away immediately. Keith saw Tristan’s sudden change in expression and was shocked.
“Are you angry?”
‘It’s so obvious that lan Carter is interested in Joyce, so what’s wrong with him admitting it?’ Keith thought.
Tristan did not want to answer Keith and only said, “ Don’t you think that you should care about your photos more?“
“Damn it! “ Keith cursed. This was the first time he was defeated by the same woman twice in a row.
“Why did you have to marry her in the first place? There are plenty of women who are right for you, so why her? I honestly don’t know what you were thinking. We all felt so sorry for you, so lucky for you, we’ve never treated her as one of us.“ Keith muttered.
The car came to a screeching halt. Tristan’s face turned a few shades darker and his chest suddenly felt uncomfortably congested.
‘They didn’t treat her as one of us? Was I like that too?’ Tristan thought.
“Get out! “ Tristan’s voice was icy cold. Keith looked at him puzzled. “Why?”
“I’m going to the office, you’re out of the way.” Tristan’s face was inexplicably glum.
Keith had no choice but to get off. While he stood in the cold wind and watched as the car became more distant, he suddenly realized that Tristan was not going in the direction of his office.
On the other side, Yvette walked over smugly. “That Keith Ludwig should lay low for now. He really won’t back down until he knocks into a wall! “
Julie nodded. “If we don’t show him who’s boss, he’d really think that Nikki’s a pushover…“
Yvette froze for a moment. “But when did Nikki start playing poker dice, and so good at that?“
Julie and lan looked at each other and laughed. Julie then explained, “When Nikki was studying in France, there was one month when she fought with her family, so they cut her off financially. Then, she somehow got tricked into working as a dealer at the biggest underground casino there. To her surprise, she learned those skills under the table and even made a fortune! After Uncle
Floyd found out, he was so scared that he immediately begged her to leave that place and compensated her with a black card that has no credit limit…“
Yvette’s eyes widened in awe. She regretted not attending the same university as Joyce.