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With a serious smile in his eyes, lan leaned down and lowered his head to look at her. “He has no right to make you mad anymore. Lil N, you’ll forever be my queen.”
The sudden proximity between them stunned Joyce. His faint agarwood scent filled her nose cavity and made her heart jump violently.
At that moment, Joyce felt that when lan was serious, he could hook her heart and soul, and she was lost in thought for a while.
‘He’s not the same frivolous Young Master as he was three years ago…”
Joyce panicked and quickly gathered her composure. She did not want him to notice her abnormality. No matter who it was,
Joyce did not want to get caught up in a whirlpool of love again.
“Carter, you’re getting better at coaxing women now, huh?”
lan was slightly stunned. He laughed and took a step back. “No one else is qualified enough for me to coax.”
“Right… If your girlfriends lined up, they could probably circle the globe, so they’re the ones coaxing you…“ Joyce raised her eyebrows and looked at him teasingly. Everyone knew about lan Carter’s messy love life.
lan grinned. “That’s all in the past. You know that those are fake. I’m innocent. ..*
“Alright. Thank you for comforting me, but I’m really tired…“
Joyce did not want to fall into another man’s tenderness. Not to mention, lan was her close friend for many years, so she did not want to lose this friend.
Seeing that Joyce was not as downcast as she was earlier, lan went over and stroked her head. His gaze was gentle and doting.
‘lll leave then… Take a good rest.*
When lan was not being frivolous, he had such a mature, reserved, and noble temperament that it was difficult not to get lost in.
‘What a devil!’ Joyce cursed in her heart.
She looked away and saw the emerald pipe on the table that she left on the table. Joyce hooked her lips, went over, picked it up,
and looked at it. Her smile gradually turned cold. She then casually threw it aside and went to her room.
If Old Master Beckett knew that his beloved family heirloom was being treated like this, he would be furious!
Joyce slept until 10:00 pm and got up to see Grant’s message. (I have something to deal with and will be abroad for three days.
Look after the company.]
She thought, ‘Brother trusts me so much to take over for a few days? Why is he not worried?’
Joyce thought that Grant would be on the plane by now, so she did not call and sent him a text message. (If there’s any trouble,
you can’t blame me! Also, dearest big brother, please be prepared to clean up my mess… Hahahal]
She instantly got a notification of a new message.
Grant helplessly replied to his sister. (Just don’t go bankrupt. Everything else is still tolerable.]
Joyce was relieved and suddenly remembered the pipe in the living room. She jumped out of bed, turned on the lights, chose a good angle, and took a close-up photo of the emerald pipe. She then posted it on her social media.
(Just bought this little junk for everyone to admire! ]
‘If ‘m unhappy, why should others be happy?’ Joyce thought.
Soon, Yvette and lan shared her post, which reached Tristan Beckett’s circle in no time.
Everyone saw that Old Master Beckett’s family heirloom had become a “little junk” in Joyce’s hands.
Joyce ate a snack and went back to sleep again, naturally unaware that her photo made Old Master Beckett so furious that he lost his appetite.
When Joyce woke up at 8:00 am, she received a call from Yvette in a daze.
“What is it?*
“I shared your post last night and there are so many people asking to buy that pipe for a high price!
Someone offered up to $60 million! “
Joyce was wide awake and laughed. ‘Wow… It doubled overnight. I guess it’s worth more than I imagined.’
“Well, I have no intention of selling. It’s just for everyone to see.”
Yvette laughed out loud. “I recognized one of them and dug deeper. Guess what? That guy only did as
Keith Ludwig instructed. It looks like this is Tristan Beckett’s intention. They probably can’t sit still any longer.“
Joyce raised an eyebrow. ‘Just as I expected… Do they think I’m an idiot to sell it?’
After chatting with Yvette for a bit, Joyce saw that it was almost time and got ready for work. She could not slack off since Grant was not around.
She planned to drive to the office, so she went to the garage to pick a car. The luxury cars that her father ordered for her had already arrived, so her garage looked like a luxury car exhibition. Seeing all these flashy cars made Joyce a little speechless.
After walking around, Joyce was dazzled.
One of the most low-profile cars was a gray Porsche Cayenne. Although it was quite expensive, the design was not as flashy as the rest of the cars in the garage.
‘I’ll take this then! She thought.
Once Joyce sat in the car, the butler at the Powell mansion saw the footage in the garage through the remote monitoring system and called her in a hurry.
“Miss, do you need a driver? He can be there in five minutes.“
To the butler, Young Lady Powell should not drive herself. She should be chauffeured around wherever she went. Otherwise, it was considered his dereliction of duty.
Joyce laughed and said, “Mr. Anderson, there’s no need for that. I can drive myself to work. Don’t worry.”
She did not say much and hung up the phone. She drove the car out of the garage and went to the office.
There was no traffic, so she had a smooth journey. However, Joyce was a little perplexed why other cars on the road were actively avoiding her. Even when she was waiting at a red light, the cars in front and behind her were several meters away.
‘Is it because I ‘m a female driver? ‘ Joyce thought.
When Joyce got to the office, she gave her keys to the parking valet and went into the lobby. From the corner of her eye, Joyce noticed that Samantha Lindt was glaring at her indignantly with an undisguised resentment.
Joyce was baffled. ‘Did she find out that I’d given Grant the recording? She shouldn’t know so soon… ‘
“Ms. Lindt, why didn’t you go upstairs when you’re already here?”
Samantha coldly snorted and looked askance at her. “ Mr. Powell must really like you to give you such an expensive car. It has to be more than $2 million, right?*
‘Otherwise, how can Joyce afford to buy a Porsche Cayenne? Looking at the features, it’s also the highest specs! ‘
Joyce frowned and remembered something. She laughed lightly and flipped her hair to the back. “It’s just a car. Why would I need someone to buy it for me? I can afford it myself…”
She gently swept a glance at Samantha’s reddened face and went to the President’s private elevator as if nothing had happened.
‘Did she think that she can buy me off with a used Audi?’ Joyce thought.