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Keith was once again defeated. He did not know why Tristan was throwing shade at him and blamed it all on Joyce.
When he went to Tristan’s office to look for him, he coincidentally ran into Tristan’s secretary, Mitchell, who was contacting Joyce’s secretary, but unexpectedly, he was rejected!
The two of them then came out for lunch and saw Joyce on a date with lan Carter, so how could Tristan be in a good mood?
Suddenly remembering something, Keith hurriedly asked, “I heard that your family heirloom was auctioned off by your mother and sister?“
At the mention of this, Tristan’s face became even colder and he did not speak.
“Who bought it? Why don’t you just spend more money to buy it back?*
Tristan glanced coldly at Keith. “Joyce bought it.”
Keith did not know what to say and only let out a faint “oh”. ‘That would be difficult…”
Perhaps after seeing those two men that Joyce despised, she did not have much of an appetite and felt uninterested in the meal.
They had some wine, so Joyce planned on going home to rest after lunch. The wine lan recommended was sweet in the mouth yet it burned her throat. It also had a high alcohol percentage because she felt tipsy after just one glass.
Joyce would have suspected that lan had spiked the wine if it were not for him being tipsier than she was at the moment.
She held her forehead, called Logan, and told him to get someone to pick her up. She then intended to go to the bathroom to wash her face and sober up a bit.
Joyce did not walk very steadily, but she still managed to make her way to the bathroom and wash her face. After she sobered up, she regretted coming out with lan.
She remembered the route back to the private room, but when she turned a corner, she bumped into someone.
“Sorry…“
As soon as she raised her eyes, Joyce saw Tristan’s cold face with his eyebrows tightly knitted together. She instantly sobered up and immediately took a step back to keep her distance.
“Mr. Beckett?“
Tristan noticed her movement and his eyes sank slightly. “What a coincidence, Joyce.“
Joyce raised her eyebrows. “It’s not. I was about to leave.“
She was stopped by him before she could walk past him.
“Let’s talk.“
“Talk about what?“ Joyce looked at him puzzled. “You know what, “ Tristan spoke and locked his eyes onto her.
Joyce laughed and no longer felt tipsy. “I don’t think there’s anything to talk about between us. For work matters, please contact my assistant.“
Her phone rang at that time. It was probably the driver. Just as Joyce was about to leave, Tristan said, “ You can state any condition you like, but I must take the pipe.”
‘So he’s here for the emerald pipe. Old Master Beckett must’ve found out since it’s been a day. I guess Quinn and Ingrid must be pretty miserable now* Mr. Beckett, do you still not understand? Since yesterday, I ignored you guys no matter what conditions you offered. It means rejection.“ Joyce smiled brightly.
After Joyce said her piece, she went back to the private room to call lan and leave.
Before she got into the car, it suddenly occurred to her that she had left her bag in the private room.
She wanted to go back to get it, but lan stopped her. “I’ll get it. You can wait in the car.“
lan left without another word. Joyce thought about it and followed him, but did not expect to run into Tristan and Keith, who were both just leaving.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Joyce did not go forward and waited on the other side of the fountain at the entrance.
Keith said, “I heard that Selena’s coming back soon?“
Tristan gave a deep “mm*.
Keith smiled and said, “I haven’t seen her in so long. I kinda miss her. Although she was at fault, your punishment was a little too heavy. She’s one of us, so you should just forgive her…“
The two men walked and talked, then got into the car and left.
The afternoon sky was gloomy, and the air was chilly.
Joyce retracted her gaze. She was a little lost in thought as she looked in the direction of that car. Her chest felt stuffy and painful.
‘Selena Price is one of them, but no matter how hard I try, I’m only an outsider to Tristan Beckett.’
Selena Price’s name was like a curse that haunted her for three years. Joyce thought that she was finally free of it and never thought that hearing this name again would still bring out this suffocating feeling.
‘I’m so useless!’ Joyce thought.
Joyce knew that Selena Price had gone abroad after that party. Since Selena was out of her sight, she did not want to pursue it.
‘Getting Selena Price to leave the country is a punishment to them? Her return to the country is just a matter of a word of forgiveness from Tristan Beckett?’
Joyce suddenly felt that it was laughable. ‘What about the three years of her sucking my blood dry? I might be able to forgive others, but not her! So she’s coming back? I’ll welcome her with a big gift then…’
lan walked over to Joyce with her purse in hand and saw her pale and glum face. “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?“
Hearing his words, Joyce came back to her senses and smiled. “No, I ‘m going back. My driver is here.”
‘lll send you back.“ lan pushed Joyce into the car and sat beside her without giving her a chance to refuse.
Joyce nodded, smiled, and did not mind it.
lan wanted to say something, but he held back after giving Joyce a deep look.
When they arrived at Joyce’s apartment building, Joyce asked the driver to send lan back and went straight upstairs.
In less than ten minutes, the doorbell rang, so Joyce went over to open the door.
When she opened the door, a bouquet of beautiful red roses appeared in front of her eyes, accompanied by lan’s charming face behind. Joyce looked at him helplessly. “Carter…I’m really tired today.“
Her intention to send him on his way could not be more obvious.
lan raised his eyebrows. “I know. This bouquet isn’t for my future girlfriend. It’s for our Lil N who’s upset today.“
Joyce paused and looked up at him. lan seemed a little less rambunctious at this moment.
“Since I’m already here, you’re not gonna invite me in?“
She had faith in lan’s character, so she made way for him.
lan walked in and said, “Joyce, even if you have one less Tristan Beckett by your side, you still have many people around you.
Don’t be upset because of him. He’s not worthy of your attention.“
‘Yeah, to others, Tristan is not worthy of me, but to Tristan, I’m not worthy of him…’
Joyce poured lan a glass of water and leaned back on the sofa lazily. “You saw through it? I’m so pathetic, huh?*
News of Selena Price’s return made Joyce angry. Her so-called insouciance suddenly did not seem so frank anymore.
“Yeah, a little.” lan smiled. His eyes were extraordinarily alluring.
“Get lost!” Joyce snorted lightly. Her heart inexplicably felt a lot better.
lan laughed a little. He suddenly stood up, went over to Joyce, and insistently pulled her into his arms. When Joyce was about to struggle, he suddenly let go.