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After all, the purpose of her coming here was not to listen to him get sappy about the past.
Tristan lowered his eyes and frowned slightly. He only lowered his head for a moment to regain his composure.
He smiled and slowly said, “The reason why Christian Jenner is so confident is that he has a connection.”
Tristan raised his head and looked at Joyce. “Clayton Sloan’s butler.”
Joyce frowned in surprise. “Butler?”
Tristan nodded. “Although he’s just a butler, he has Clayton Sloan’s trust. Sometimes, the butler’s words can sway Clayton Sloan ‘s decision.”
“Is…”
‘Is Clayton Sloan his puppet?’ Joyce wondered.
She wanted to say something, but Tristan smiled and continued to speak.
“This butler would usually come to Mediania on Clayton’s behalf. He would always meet with Christian Jenner during his time here because Christian’s birth mother is the butler’s adopted mother.”
Joyce looked up in shock. ‘There’s such a relationship?!’
No wonder Christian Jenner dared to bet on his entire family fortune for his son, Xion, to get this opportunity.
If this butler was truly that valued by Clayton Sloan, then the Jenners would surely land this cooperation.
Joyce took a deep breath. It seemed that she was in dangerous waters this time!
The food was served. Tristan said in a relaxed voice, “Let’s eat first.”
Joyce looked at several exquisite dishes, but she had little appetite.
Tristan intended to place some food on her plate first, but Joyce pulled her plate back slightly.
“I’ll do it myself.”
Tristan’s hand stopped mid-air before he gently put the food on his own plate.
“Alright.”
Joyce had not eaten anything since she got up. Although she did not have much appetite, she still ate her share.
On the contrary, Tristan did not eat much and only watched her eat.
He sat there looking at Joyce’s soft eyebrows. She looked so perfect that he wanted this moment to last.
Even he could not understand what had gotten to him. He used a lot of effort to dig up this secret, yet he so easily told Joyce in exchange for eating a meal with her.
He acted so humbly just to make her happy.
However, it was all worth it!
Tristan did not know when he became like this, but since he could not change his attitude towards her, he could accept his new self and allow himself to sink deeper into his love for her.
At some point, it started to drizzle outside.
The raindrops fell on the small pond in the garden that had fish inside. The surface of the water rippled gently.
Seeing that Joyce was done eating, Tristan stood up.
“I’ll send you back.”
Joyce called out to him. “Tristan Beckett, there’s no need for you to waste time on me.”
Her rejection was obvious.
There was no possibility of their relationship going any further.
Tristan was wearing a dark gray coat. He looked very lean and lofty.
He said in a light-hearted tone as if he really did not care.
“It’s fine, I’m wasting it willingly.”
Tristan clearly has a whole pile of work waiting to be dealt with, yet he was still here patiently accompanying her for lunch.
Even he felt that he must have been bewitched.
Powell Corporation.
Joyce intended to discuss the matter of Clayton Sloan with Grant.
As soon as she went into the lobby, she saw a somewhat familiar woman sitting in the lounge.
It was Melanie.
She also saw Joyce.
Melanie’s face was ashen and there were still very obvious slap marks on her face. She ran over to Joyce in a few steps but was stopped by the security guard.
“Stop right there!”
Melanie looked at Joyce eagerly. “I’m not gonna do anything. I just wanna ask for Miles’ contact information. I thought about it, I should really return the money to him…”
Joyce could not help but laugh, which made Melanie’s face stiffen.
“Give it to me then. I’ll pass it onto him.”
Joyce reached out and raised an eyebrow.
If Colton had not changed his bride or if Melanie’s disguise was not exposed, would Melanie have rushed to repay Miles?
Paying Miles was just a front. What Melanie really wanted was to hook up with the sole heir of SW Corporation, Miles Kavanagh, and rekindle her old love, right?
Melanie was stunned. “I want to pay him back in person.”
Joyce took a step forward. “You know my relationship with him but you still wanna ask me for his contact information? Is it because you’re desperate?”
Melanie was irritated by her words and Het jerked her head up to look at her.
However, she dared not make a move on Joyce.
“My guess is that you don’t have the money. You’ve been dumped by Colton White and you’re now going for your next target, right?”
Joyce was straightforward, which made Melanie even more annoyed and frustrated.
“No, it’s not that!”
Joyce raised her eyebrows. Melanie gritted her teeth and held back.
“I just want to apologize to him.”
Joyce took out her phone. “Fine, I won’t get involved in your crap. Wait a sec.”
Melanie’s eyes lit up.
Joyce called Miles.
After a few rings, he picked up.
“Milady, what can I do for you?”
Melanie’s face froze. She glanced at Joyce and hid the disappointment in her eyes.
Joyce said, “Hey, Melanie’s at my office lobby. She’s asking for your contact information saying that she wants to pay you back. Should I give it to her?”
The other side was silent for more than ten seconds. She could feel the chill and disgust that Miles felt after hearing Melanie’s name.
Miles slowly said in an icy voice, “Just get her to give you the money. Consider it as a cleaning fee for dirtying your office’s floor,”
With a thud, Melanie’s bag fell to the ground.
Her voice choked with mournfulness.
“Miles! I know I was wrong in the past… I’
m sorry… Please give me another chance! I want to talk to you face to face…”
Miles’ voice was extremely cold and could already tell what Melanie’s purpose was.
“Do you think that I’m a waste collection center? I don’t pick up trash!”
Melanie wanted to say something else, but Miles interrupted her.
“Joyce, I’m busy right now, so I’ll call you back later.”
Miles hung up the next second.
Joyce looked at Melanie with an indifferent gaze and put away her phone.
“Heard that?”
Joyce did not have any more patience for this woman.
“Ms. Powell, can you please help me?”
Joyce glanced at her and said in a mocking tone, “Who the hell are you for me to help you?”
After that, Joyce turned around and went in the direction of the elevator while she instructed the security guards.
“Get her out of here. If she refuses, call the police.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Joyce went upstairs to Grant’s office and told him everything that Tristan told her.
Grant was silent for a full minute before he suddenly laughed.
“Tristan Beckett’s quite confident, huh?”
“Hmm?”
“He’s certain that you’ll lose… Why else would he tell you?”
Joyce looked at her brother incredulously and wondered if her beloved brother was just standing by and watching her make a fool of herself!
“Since it has to do with my wealth, I must win.”
Grant took out a letter from his drawer.
“I just found out about what you told me right before you came back. Here’s an address. It’s where this butler used to go whenever he’s here.”
Joyce saw it and frowned. “An amusem*nt park?”
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