Filed to story: The Secret Billionaire Heiress: Love’s Deception (Joyce & Tristan Novel)
Joyce nodded. “Don’t worry, I won’t be a stranger with you guys.“
Yvette took her purse and slipped away after chatting for a bit, then Joyce began to focus on work again.
After work, Joyce stood up from her chair and was planning to talk to Logan about the dinner. However, Samantha sashayed into Joyce’s office and said, “ Since it’s a private dinner, it’s not necessary to bring your assistant, right?”
Joyce raised her eyebrows. “Okay then.“
Logan looked at Joyce worriedly, but Joyce gave him an assuring smile.
When they got to the private club, they went into a pre -booked private room. Samantha did a friendly cheek kiss with a pot-
bellied middle-aged man who was sitting at the table, which made Joyce feel nauseous.
Out of politeness, Joyce still walked over to say hello. When Chairman Zeller saw Joyce’s face, his eyes visibly lit up with unconcealed lechery, which was very disgusting.
‘This is Vice President Joyce, right? I’ve heard a lot about you. You’re as beautiful as they say…“
Chairman Zeller stretched out his hand, but Joyce only nodded slightly as a greeting before she took a seat. “Mr. Zeller, you’re too kind. Your reputation precedes you.”
Samantha gave Joyce a meaningful glance. “Vice President Joyce, since you just joined Powell Corporation, you might not know that we have a good relationship with FH Corporation, so it’s not a problem cooperating with them. Why don’t you take out the contract for Mr. Zeller? If there’s no problem, we can sign it today.“
Joyce paused and raised an eyebrow, then took out the prepared contract. “Sure. Mr. Zeller, you’d better look at it carefully.“
The middle-aged man opposite her took over the contract and swept a casual glance at it as if he already knew of its contents.
When he caught sight of a number there, his face instantly sank.
“Vice President Joyce, why is the commission on this 30% higher than the promised figure?
Samantha was startled and took a look at the contract. Her expression changed greatly and said, “ Who changed this?“
“Me, of course…“ Joyce lowered her head with a smile.
“Since I’m here to talk about this project, I have the say in it. We can go with this percentage or forget about it altogether.“
Everyone knew that if it was raised by thirty percent, FH Corporation’s initial investment would be tens of millions more, which was too much for a faltering shell company on the verge of bankruptcy.
Samantha’s face turned red with anger. “Joyce, how can you just change it as you please?“
“lm Powell Corporation’s Vice President, so I can do as I please. Ms. Lindt, I’m thinking of our company’s best interest, so why are you getting angry? You should be happy, don’t you think? Are you Powell Corporation’s employee or FH Corporation’s person?” Joyce looked at Samantha meaningfully.
As soon as she heard this, Samantha’s face turned glum. “I -I’m Powell Corporation’s employee, but Joyce, business is based on trust. We’ve already agreed on the amount beforehand, so you can’t just change it like this! “
“As long as nothing’s been signed, everything can be changed.” Joyce playfully looked at the angry Chairman Zeller. “Or perhaps, Mr. Zeller and Ms. Lindt have already reached some sort of agreement in private?”
Both Mr. Zeller and Samantha Lindt were shaken when they heard Joyce’s words. Mr. Zeller suddenly smiled widely, picked up the bottle of red wine next to him, and poured a glass for Joyce.
“Ms. Joyce, since it’s a negotiation, I came with my sincerity. Why don’t you take a look at this document? As long as you sign it,
I won’t treat you badly.“
Mr. Zeller took a file from his bag. The content was similar to the contract Joyce was holding, but the figure was another ten percent lower than the one Samantha had set.
Samantha looked at them and quickly advised her. “ Joyce, what’s the point of you only relying on Grant Powell? You’d be better off getting a few more backers. Think about it, Grant clearly wants to do you harm because he just left you in this position without even guiding you. He probably won’t marry you either…”
Joyce did not care for Samantha’s sowing of dissension because she probably thought that they were lovers.
‘Is she trying to poach me?’
“Look at the clothes you’re wearing. They don’t even have a brand. Did you buy them off those online catalogs? How do you get to and from work? A taxi?“
Samantha looked askance at Joyce’s brandless getup and tugged on her Chanel suit, as she pursed her lips and smiled.
“To be honest, I’ve been in your shoes. You won’t lose out if you follow Mr. Zeller. He prepared a secondhand Audi for you. With
Mr. Zeller’s help on the project, you’ll be able to sit firmly in your position. ..*
Seeing that Joyce was silent and in deep thought, Samantha thought that she was moved and winked at Mr. Zeller contentedly.
She then stood up wobbly and said, “I’m going to the bathroom. You guys can continue the talk.“
Once Samantha went out of the room, her eyes looked sharp. She saw a familiar person sneaking around the bathroom entrance and yanked him over. “Are the things ready?“
The waiter trembled. “T-That drug has been put into the wine…“
“Good.” Samantha hooked her lips in satisfaction.
The waiter bit his lower lip. “Ms. Lindt, if I ‘m not mistaken, that lady is President Tristan Beckett’s ex- wife, right?“
“Mm, you’re right. That’s her.“
“How does Mr. Zeller dare to make a move on President Beckett’s ex-wife… Is he not afraid. ..?“ The waiter did not dare to say it explicitly for fear of getting into trouble, but he felt extremely remorseful at this moment.“
“She’s merely an ex-wife, so how much would she matter to him anyway? She’s the kind of woman that relies on other men to get to the top, so why would
Tristan Beckett spare a look at her? Since she’s sleeping her way to the top, it’s all the same whoever she sleeps with anyway, so why not Mr. Zeller?“
The waiter buried his head very low. “Okay. I’ll go back to work then.“
“Get lost. If this matter gets out, I’ll make you regret it!“
Samantha stomped to the bathroom on her high heels to fix her makeup without noticing a tall and well-built figure standing stiffly on the other side of the corridor.
Tristan Beckett’s face turned cold and glum. His eyes were stern and intimidating as he pulled over a waiter nearby. “Which room is Joyce in?“
“Huh? Mr. Beckett?“
Anyone who came in and out of this private club was rich and famous, so the waiters here went through the basic training of recognizing the elites. That waiter immediately recognized Tristan Beckett and was scared senseless that his face turned pale.
“Tell me! “
‘A—At r—room 3888.” The waiter stammered subconsciously. He could not afford to mess with Chairman Zeller, but Tristan
Beckett was on a whole other level.
Tristan turned around and left, exuding a penetrating chill.
In Private Room 3888.
Chairman Zeller smiled lewdly as he reached out to touch Joyce’s hand on the table. However, he did not manage to touch her.