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Joyce was slightly surprised, but she knew that Old Master Beckett only came for the emerald pipe that was now with her.
She lowered her head and laughed, then pushed the door in. However, she did not expect Ingrid Beckett to be sitting next to
Old Master Beckett.
“Rude! How can you come in without knocking first? “ Old Master Beckett sat upright on the sofa and looked at the woman at the door with a cold face.
‘Is he trying to undermine me? I’ve just gone through this sh*t in the meeting and have to bear with this again?’
“Chairman Beckett, I never knock when I come into my office.“
Joyce said while she walked to the chair behind her desk and sat down. She threw the documents on the desk and turned on the computer.
Old Master Beckett, who was ignored, became even more infuriated and coldly snorted.
“Joyce, I’ve underestimated you all this while. It looks like you’ re quite capable. No wonder you took the initiative to get a divorce. Turns out you’ve already found your next target. As soon as you divorced Tristan, you became the Vice President of
Powell Corporation. It looks like Grant really values you… ”
Joyce laughed and looked at the Becketts. Ingrid was obviously frightened and did not dare to speak, but the old man came prepared.
“Didn’t your family force me to get a divorce? Chairman Beckett, you call me back to the Beckett Villa every week just to lecture me about how lowly and unworthy I am of your high and mighty Beckett family. Now that we’re divorced, you should be happy about it. Why did you still take the initiative to come to me?”
Joyce did not forget that Old Master Beckett only got her to go to the Beckett Villa every week, not for a family reunion, but to embolden Quinn and Ingrid to torment her even more physically and mentally. This was so that Joyce could feel the disparity between herself and the Beckett family.
It was also because of Old Master Beckett’s connivance that Quinn and Ingrid went all-out to bully Joyce. All of the servants at the Beckett Villa also looked down on Joyce because of it.
‘Shouldn’t they be celebrating that their joke of a daughter-in-law willingly retreated?’ Joyce thought.
“What do you mean by that? Are you trying to dig up the past? Is this how you should be talking to your elders? “ Old Master
Beckett was very dissatisfied with Joyce’s attitude.
‘How dare this obsequious woman from back then talk back at me?! Such mutiny! * Old Master Beckett thought.
Joyce snorted. “This is my office, so there’s no such thing as elders or juniors. There are only superiors and subordinates. I’m only receiving you right now because you’re the Chairman of Beckett Corporation, so if you have something to say, get to the point. Please don’t waste everyone’s time. After all, you didn’t make a prior appointment and I don’t have much time as I still have a lot of things to deal with.“
She purposely looked at her watch and looked at the grim-faced old man without an expression.
‘Who is he trying to throw a tantrum at? Does he think that I’m still the same stupid woman from three years ago?’ Joyce thought.
“Joyce, how dare you talk to Grandpa like that! Do you want him to faint from anger at his old age?! ‘ Seeing this, Ingrid hurriedly rebuked Joyce. ‘Joyce actually thinks that she’s above everyone?’
Joyce glanced at her and laughed lightly. “I have nothing to do with your family anymore. Do you expect me to stoop so low and put up with your crap? Did you come here uninvited just to get yourself worked up? If that’s the case, I’m sorry for my poor hospitality. I’ll get my assistant to send you off.”
‘I didn’t beg them to come over, so how dare she act so righteously?’ Joyce thought.
Ingrid panicked and looked at Old Master Beckett. “ Grandpa, I…”
Old Master Beckett was very shrewd and knew that Joyce did not like being abased. He let out a cold grunt and got to the point.
“Alright, then I’ll be frank with you, Joyce. My daughter-in-law and this girl stole my family heirloom just to show off and didn’t think that they’d get played by you. The emerald pipe is my life.
State your price. How much do you want to let go of it.?
Joyce raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so you came because of this…” She deliberately stretched her sentence. “ I’ve already said that I’m not selling that thing.“
Old Master Beckett’s face was glum. His body became tense as he glared at her. “Just state your price. I don’t care how much you ask for. If you miss this opportunity, you’ll never get it again! “
Joyce knew that Beckett Corporation was rich, but she was not poor either and did not need this so- called opportunity.
“Chairman Beckett, didn’t you also give me the same opportunity to state my price when you asked me to divorce Tristan in the beginning? I didn’t state my price back then, and I certainly don’t want your money now.“
They had all thought that Joyce only married Tristan for money. Thus, in their three years of marriage, except for the money Tristan gave her after every blood transfusion, the Beckett family did not let her touch a penny of their money and watched her like she was a thief. Joyce was well aware of it all.
Old Master Beckett’s face was grim. His face sank and his breathing became heavier due to anger.
“Joyce, you just hate our family and want to make things difficult for us, huh? You deliberately kept the emerald pipe from
Grandpa, right?”
Ingrid was agitated and shouted at Joyce, wanting to expose Joyce’s vile intentions.
Joyce shrugged her shoulders. “Yup…“
Joyce frankly admitted to it. She would never hold on to someone else’s beloved item for no reason if it were anyone else.
However, Joyce absolutely hated the Becketts and did not want them to live comfortably. Thus, she deliberately bought the emerald pipe to mess with them.
She admitted to all of it since she was not bothered to put up a friendly act in front of the Becketts.
“Ms. Beckett, I’m not a kind and weak person. I treat others how they treat me. Do you recall how your family treated me back then? I can’t pretend to have lost my memory, can I?”
‘Do I look like such a generous and forgiving person? * Joyce thought.
Ingrid was shaking with anger. The words she wanted to say were instantly stuck in her throat. Joyce’s frank admission was even more infuriating than a denial.
Old Master Beckett glared at Ingrid, so Ingrid held back from cursing at Joyce. She took a deep breath, softened her voice, and sobbed as she looked at Joyce with big innocent eyes.