Episode 49 – Never Divorce a Secret Billionaire Heiress Free Online (Joyce & Tristan Novel)

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“Joyce, the past was all my fault… I was too young and reckless. You’re such a magnanimous person, so please just forgive me.

I sincerely apologize for everything I’ve done. I’m really sorry… I’m willing to do anything to get your forgiveness. I just hope that you can return Grandpa’s pipe to him. It’s all my fault that got us into this mess. My mother is grounded and Grandpa also punished me. If you still don’t feel relieved, you can slap me twice…“

Ingrid looked up at Joyce, but Joyce was unmoved and even looked at her with a smirk.

For a moment, Ingrid suddenly felt that she could not keep up this act and stood there stiffly.

Joyce stared at Ingrid like she was watching a play while she thought about what a manipulative b*tch Ingrid was for putting up an innocent act.

Seeing no reaction from Joyce, Old Master Beckett coughed and suppressed the gloom under his eyes. He reluctantly said,

“Joyce, I know that you’ve suffered a lot at our hands. Ingrid even took the initiative to come over and apologize to you this time,

so you can mention whatever conditions you have.“

‘Apologize? I don’t feel that this is an apology. It was rather like forceful moral kidnapping. How ridiculous!’ Joyce thought.

Joyce faintly swept her a glance. “I don’t accept your apology, nor will I give you the pipe.“

After all that, Joyce was still persistent.

Old Master Beckett’s expression changed slightly and could not suppress the anger that accumulated in his chest. “Joyce,

what exactly do you want to do?”

‘He finally can’t stand it anymore?’ Joyce thought. “I ‘m not gonna do anything. Chairman Beckett, if there’s nothing else, I

need to get going.” Joyce felt tired after dealing with them.

Old Master Beckett snorted coldly. His eyes had a sharpness in them.

“Don’t blame me for being cruel if you don’t take this chance that I’m offering.“

“Oh?* Joyce raised her eyebrows. “What are you planning to do?“

Old Master Beckett took out his phone. “I’m curious… Does Chairman Powell know that Grant is supporting a divorced woman? I still have some relations with the Chairman. Do you think that if I tell him your identity, you’ll still get to sit in your position?*

His words were a blatant threat.

Joyce paused for a few seconds. Her smile deepened as she extended her hand. “Suit yourself.

She just felt like laughing and thought, ‘He thinks that I’ll be scared? Chairman Powell is my father! *

Old Master Beckett’s gaze was cold. Seeing that Joyce still did not give in, he dialed the number.

Ingrid looked at Joyce smugly as if Joyce was facing impending death. She just stood on the side to watch the drama unfold.

Beep…

After a few seconds, Floyd Powell picked up with a leisurely voice.

“Chairman Beckett, why are you in the mood to call me?”

Old Master Beckett grunted lightly and said, “ Chairman Powell, I heard that you went to Europe for a vacation a few days ago. You seem to be in a good mood…”

“Yeah, I did. It’s nice to travel around now that I’m old. If there’s nothing, I’m hanging up because I’m busy fishing right now…”

Joyce raised her eyebrows. ‘Dad hates the Becketts, so why would he waste time on them? *

Old Master Beckett changed the topic. “Chairman Powell, do you know that your son has gotten very close to a divorced woman recently?”

“Really? I’m not aware.”

Old Master Beckett said, “Grant is very capable and has taken after you. Won’t it ruin everything if he’s tricked by such a woman?“

‘It’s just a woman, what can she ruin?” Floyd Powell sneered.

Old Master Beckett glanced at Joyce and spoke meaningfully.

“This woman is not simple. After she just got a divorce, Grant promoted her as Vice President of your Powell Corporation and is the second-in- command. She’ll soon start to call the shots in your company, so shouldn’t you step in to control the situation as the Chairman?“

If it were anyone else, they would certainly become furious and anxious after hearing these words from Old Master Beckett.

Unfortunately, Floyd Powell was no ordinary person.

Floyd let out a lazy laugh and responded insouciantly.

“Chairman Beckett, mind your own business. I believe in my son. Oh look, a fish just got hooked! Goodbye.“

The call was disconnected and Old Master Beckett’s expression was quite amusing. He cursed and glared fiercely at Joyce,

seemingly unwilling to let her off the hook.

“You got lucky, but do you think you can get away like that? Do you think it’s so easy to get into the Powell family? Floyd

Powell is much more powerful than you think! “

Joyce laughed. “That’s not for you to worry about anyway…“ She paused and had a glint in her eyes. “’ll definitely be a part of the Powell family! “

After all, Joyce was bound to reveal her identity one day. She wondered what this old man would feel after finding out about her real identity.

Old Master Beckett snorted and laughed at Joyce’s wishful thinking. He wanted to say something else, but Joyce was no longer in the mood to deal with them. It seemed like calling Floyd Powell was the old man’s trump card, so Joyce did not need to worry about it.

“Chairman Beckett, if there’s nothing else, I ‘Il get my secretary to send you off. I have a meeting to attend.“

Joyce smiled and looked at them with a detached yet polite smile. Ingrid looked indignant and wanted to say something, but she could only grit her teeth and hold back. Old Master Beckett was also exasperated after this meeting and coldly snorted. “You’re asking for it!

After Joyce pressed a button on her internal office phone, Logan came in and stood there respectfully. “ Vice President Joyce,

what are your orders?“

“Send off the guests, please.“

“Yes, ma’am. Chairman Beckett, Ms. Beckett, this way, please.“

Logan stretched out his hand politely. Old Master Beckett gritted his teeth and walked away with a glum face. Ingrid also followed resentfully.

While walking, Old Master Beckett called Tristan and was furious.

“I didn’t expect that Joyce would be such an ungrateful wretch after marrying you for three years. She’s so stubborn. Were you blind to marry her back then?“

Tristan paused and said, “You went to see her?“

“Of course, I can’t stand that my beloved pipe is in her hands for another second! This woman is too wicked and refused to let go even when I went to her personally. She lied to us for three years. I didn’t expect her to be such a person! *

Tristan was silent for a few seconds and thought, ‘I guess she’s had enough of putting up with us for the past three years…”

“Grandpa, I’ll take care of this. Don’t worry, I’ll get your pipe back.”

“You’d better! Otherwise, I won’t let her off the hook! By the way, she even said that she’ll marry into the Powell family. You can do something about her private life. I don’t believe that an affluent family would accept a divorced b*tch that hooks up with everyone.“

Tristan frowned and suddenly felt irritated. Joyce did not do anything wrong yet she was still insulted like that. Tristan just felt repulsed when he heard his grandfather’s words.

However, when he thought about Grant Powell and lan Carter who were constantly revolving around Joyce, he inexplicably felt more irritable, suffocated, and upset.

After hanging up, Tristan rubbed his temples. Mitchell, who was standing to the side watching apprehensively, suddenly spoke up.

“President, will the meeting scheduled to begin in five minutes still be held as usual?“

Tristan’s dark eyes sank slightly. He did not answer Mitchell’s question. Instead, he asked, “Mitchell, what kind of person do you think Joyce is?*

‘Why is she so different before and after our divorce?

Mitchell hesitated for a moment but decided to tell the truth.

“Madam… I mean, Ms. Joyce is a very nice person. Tristan’s face was slightly cold. “Do you have frequent contact?“

“No, no… It’s just that I often received her calls when you just got married. She was very concerned about your livelihood. Every time you’d go on a business trip, she’d check the weather forecast and remind me to prepare the appropriate clothes and meals.

Sometimes, she’d even get them ready and send them over herself. Even when you never returned her calls, she never got angry…”

Seeing Tristan’s increasingly glum face, Mitchell wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

“How come I never knew of these things?“

 

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