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Joyce wanted to say something when she inadvertently saw the people walking towards her. Her face sank unhappily.
“Joyce, are you shameless? You’re already divorced from my brother, yet you still try to seduce him? Do you still want to marry into our family? I’ll tell you now that our family will never accept a woman like you! “
‘Urgh, what kind of sh*tty luck do I have tonight? Everyone I hate just keeps popping up… Ingrid came over with her groupies trying to show me who’s boss?’ Joyce thought.
Joyce had been in the limelight today, especially after that kiss. Everyone began to speculate about the “reunion of the century”
of this rich ex-couple.
‘Remarriage? Joyce can dream on! Ingrid thought.
Ingrid Beckett was more agitated than anyone else. If it were not for her status as Young Lady Beckett, she would have jumped up and cursed at Joyce. ‘ How is this shameless lowly woman worthy? Her dress shou1d’ve been mine! This eyesore stole my moment of glory! Stupid Joyce took away all my attention! ‘
Joyce swept a glance at Ingrid and the few ladies behind her. Besides Ingrid, the others did not look so hostile and were probably dragged over as backup.
‘Ha! How childish!’ Joyce thought.
“Yo, who’s this with the foul mouth? ” lan looked at Ingrid with a cold smile.
Whoever dared to bully Joyce in front of him was dead meat regardless of gender.
Ingrid turned pale and fiercely glared at lan. “What does it have to do with you? Are you her lover?”
lan was delighted. “Her lover? I like this identity.”
Joyce suddenly felt a headache because of the noise. She helplessly glanced at lan with a warning intent. “ Shut it.”
She then swept an indifferent glance at Ingrid. “Ms. Beckett, what do you want?” Ingrid arrogantly lifted her chin and said,
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I know you kissed my brother on purpose just now. Do you want my brother to fall for you? Dream on!”
lan Carter looked extremely shocked. He caught onto the main point. “Kiss your brother? Haha…stop daydreaming. Joyce’s not crazy or stupid, so why would she look for a f*ckboy?*
“If you don’t believe me, ask anyone here. Everyone saw it!“ Ingrid argued.
Her friends hesitantly nodded their heads.
lan dismissed them without a second thought. “Why should I ask the people you’re colluding with? Do you think I’m dumb?”
Ingrid’s face turned red with anger. “It’s true anyway! Joyce, you don’t dare admit it? My brother only cares about Selena. You exist only because you can give her a blood transfusion. Stop your wishful thinking that you can still marry into our family. We will never accept you! “
She knew that Selena was a thorn in Joyce’s heart. Every time this name was mentioned, it made Joyce feel twice as desperate.
However, in front of others, Joyce faintly hooked her lips and laughed lightly. She coldly swept a glance at the girls behind Ingrid.
“The whole world knows about your brother’s affair with Selena Price. Ms. Beckett, your words only confirmed the fact that he cheated during our marriage. You shou1d’ve spoken out sooner.”
Ingrid’s face turned pale. She sneered in anger and furiously pointed at Joyce. She insulted Joyce without holding back.
“Don’t you guys know who she is? Whatever she’s wearing, eating, and using now is given to her by the men she slept with. Do you honestly think that she’s a daughter from an affluent family?“
The atmosphere was slightly cold. Ingrid’s outburst not only alarmed the people near the railing on the second floor but also startled many others who looked over one after another.
However, Joyce frowned slightly with a cold expression. She did not have any obvious mood fluctuations.
It was as if she was merely a bystander watching this farce.
“Joyce is a poor wretch that doesn’t even have a penny on her! When she was still married to my brother, she’d reach out to beg my brother for money to spend. She’s just a maid in our house, doing the laundry, cooking, cleaning, and even landscaping!
Whenever she comes back to our villa, our maids would take a day off. Hahahaha… My brother didn’t marry a wife. He married a maid!
She’s even worse than a maid! “
Ingrid laughed unrestrainedly and tried to expose Joyce’s most unknown and vulnerable side, stripping Joyce of her glory to reveal her miserable and bleak past.
“Ingrid Beckett! “
A cold, stern voice suddenly came from behind her. Ingrid’s laughter stopped abruptly as she looked back in shock. “Brother?*
She did not know when Tristan had been standing there. His face was extremely glum. Ingrid subconsciously took a step back and her face was miserably white.
Quinn had already warned the maids in the Beckett Villa, so they would never talk about what kind of life Joyce led while she lived with them. Thus, Tristan would never get the chance to know because Joyce would never tell him.
Ingrid just felt like biting off her tongue at the moment. She had lost her mind and blurted out how they treated Joyce when she was staying with them.
‘If Brother finds out… Forget it. So what if he finds out? He doesn’t even like this woman. They’re divorced! *
Ingrid took a deep breath. She still had to maintain her Young Lady Beckett image in front of her groupies.
“Brother, I’m just teaching her a lesson. This woman tried to seduce you…“
“Oh, quit the act…*
lan, who was standing on the side, could not help but sneer and interrupt Ingrid’s words. He was shaking with anger and wanted to beat Tristan Beckett up.
‘Is this how the Becketts treated our precious Miss Powell that we coddled and pampered?’
“Ms. Beckett, you still have the audacity to flaunt such repulsive acts everywhere like they’re such glorious deeds? It’s Joyce’s lifetime of bad luck that she was blinded and married into your family! “
lan’s voice was cold as he stood protectively in front of Joyce. Joyce’s rash decision and three years of recklessness should not be talked about and ridiculed!
“You… What’s the relationship between you two? Tell us the truth. Did you have an affair with Joyce long ago before Joyce and my brother got divorced
Ingrid still did not forget to hurl mud at Joyce. “Ingrid Beckett! Shut up!”
Tristan Beckett yelled at her and could feel his blood boiling. His heart clenched so tightly that it was hard to breathe.
Tristan Beckett did not bother to look at Joyce’s expression and walked straight to Ingrid. His face was inexplicably cold.
“Was everything you just said true?“ He asked with gritted teeth.
Ingrid was a little flustered. She bit her lower lip and did not know how to respond.