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your teeth"
Joycelyn was not angered by such sarcasm. Selene wanted to argue with Octavia, but she was stopped by Joycelyn.
Looking at Octavia, who had exquisite makeup, Joycelyn then sal indifferently, "You've got something stuck in your
Octavia, who was initially very arrogant, was shocked when sheard those words. She immediately pursed her lips and ran to the restroom to check.
With one remark. Octavia was instantly taken care of. Joycelyn talked her.
"Well done," Selene said, giving her a thumbs up.
Joycelyn pulled her down the stairs through the escapeway to the restroom downstairs.
She didn't want to waste time arguing with someone like Octavia
After coming out of the restroom, Joycelyn washed her hands and waited for Selene at the doorway.
During the free moment, she decided to send a message to Ellison to vent.
Joycelyn: [Do you often see Mr. Johnson from the subsidiary? Octavia is his secretary.]
Ellison was busy. He glanced at the message on the computer and replied. (The Mr. Johnson from the subsidiary that Ruby works with?]
Joycelyn: [Yeah.]
Ellison: What's his status? He can't just see me.]
Looking at Ellison's words which had an arrogant tone, she could not help but laugh.
Joycelyn: I think it's better to be careful and keep a low profile.]
Ellison: [If you need my help, just let me know. He's just a vice president.]
Joycelyn immediately switched from typing with one hand to typing with both hands. [Nah, I'm good. I
have no personal grudge against him. I'm just afraid that you'd expose yourself.]
She thought, After all, Mr. Johnson is the project lead. There's no need to have him fired just because of my concerns and suspicions. That would be too inhumane.
Selene hummed a tune as she walked out. Upon hearing that, Joycelyn told Ellison that she wanted to go ahead with her task and stop chatting-
Without waiting for his reply, she put away her phone.
Even though they were chatting using alternate accounts, Joycelyn remained very cautious.
Selene's eyes immediately became mischievous when she saw Joycelyn's subtle expression of smiling while pursing her lips. "Oh, chatting with your dear hubby, huh?" she said. "Even using such little time to nurture the relationship. You really are head over heels
"I just replied to a message. Joycelyn said with an awkward smile looking a little sheepish.
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"Your stepsister said he's a gigolo. When I answered his call for you the other day, he sounded very commanding. He's somebody, right?"
Selene recalled answering the call the other day. That person's cm and authoritative voice still made her heart skip a beat.
"He's good-looking, but he's not a gigolo," Joycelyn said. "He works very hard."
Selene didn't discriminate based on profession, and she said truthfully, "I've heard that selling insurance can make a lot of money if you perform well."
She reckoned that with that aura, Joycelyn's husband was at least the level of a sales manager or sales director as average people would not have that kind of commanding presence.
"Luckily, when he makes money, he lets me spend it," Joycelyn sd, not daring to talk more for fear of giving herself away. 'Fortunately, Selene is straightforward, she thought. She may have sharp eyes, but she did not suspect whether the claim of my husband selling insurance is legit.
"Great," Selene said. "Let's head upstairs." She linked arms with Jocelyn and walked upstairs.
After such a long meeting, everyone would probably head back to the office to wrap things up.
As soon as the two of them came out of the escapeway, they heard a commotion in the corridor. There were not only a woman's fierce curses, but also cries and screams.
What's going on?' Joycelyn and Selene thought, looking at each other for a moment. They quickened their pace and craned their necks to look over.
They saw Octavia being grabbed by a middle-aged woman dressed in expensive clothing, tearing at her blouse and skirt. Judging from the scolding, it seemed like that was Peter's wife, who had come to catch him in the act.
"Little bitch, going down the wrong path, huh? How dare you seduce Peter? Bitch, you're a bitch who lets lots of guys sleep with you. If I don't put you in deep shit today, I'll eat my hat."
Emily Johnson said, "All of you, come and take a look. This young bitch specifically sleeps with middle- aged men for money. She's a lowly thing."
The plump Emily grabbed Octavia's hair and slapped her repeatedly, each slap landing loudly on her delicate cheek. Octavia cried until her face was a mess. Her face was slapped so badly that it swelled up, making her face look like a pig's head. She kept dodging and crying out for help.
Peter rushed over, wanting to save the damsel in distress, but he was stopped by two tall bodyguards.
"Stop it!" Peter berated, clearly enraged.
Octavia's face was tear-streaked as she looked at Peter to plea for help. "Mr. Johnson, save me, she said. "It hurts a lot when they hit me
Unfortunately, Peter was restrained. Other than feeling sorry for his beautiful secretary, he could not help at all.
Joycelyn and Selene looked at each other and decided to step back and go around.
Unexpectedly, Octavia caught sight of Joycelyn's figure and immediately shouted at her, "Joycelyn, save me! That's my sister.
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She believes I'm innocent. She's an employee of Grant Group, and it was she who introduced me to work here.
Octavia pointed at Joycelyn's back and quickly defended hersel
With one remark, Octavia pushed Joycelyn to the center of the gument.
Everyone's gaze was directed at her, full of curiosity.
Joycelyn wanted to ignore her, but a woman ran up and blocked her path.
That middle-aged woman gave Joycelyn a once-over.
As she saw Joycelyn's flawless skin and beauty as well as her pure and attractive appearance, the
woman's eyes immediately became full of superiority, and she spoke sarcastically.
"Could it be that this pair of sisters specifically sleep with men climb the social ladder?" she said. "The elder sister has the face of a vixen, and the younger sister is also a slut who specifically seduces men to cheat them of their money."
Joycelyn's clear eyes darkened as she gave the woman in front of her a glance. "Old bag, I'll take it that you're praising me for being beautiful," she said. "But being beautiful is my business. If you slander and defame me, I'll call the police and sue you."
Just the phrase "old bag" made the middle-aged woman in front of her even angrier. She opened her mouth wanting to curse, but was interrupted by Joycelyn's cold voice.
"There are plenty of young and beautiful women out there," Joycelyn said. "Could it be that good-looking people sleep with others to earn money? If that's the case, wouldn't that make Grara Group a place where people trade their bodies for money?
"After all, there are lots of handsome guys and beautiful women in the company. Are they all the leaders lovers?" Joycelyn turned around and faced Peter's wife.
These words indeed moved everyone present. After all, this was Grant Group, not a small family business. Moreover, everyone saw that Joycelyn was wearing a wedding ring-
"Ma'am, you all don't even have basic judgment skills," Joycelyn said. "No wonder you're all fooled by your husbands. One remark from someone and you are completely strung along. With such intelligence, you deserve to be manipulated and used by others.'
"What are you getting at?" Emily scolded Joycelyn angrily. If she hadn't been holding onto Octavia, she probably would have rushed over and slapped Joycelyn twice.
Joycelyn raised her work pass. "My surname is Maynard, and hers is Mercer. What kind of sister are we? Ma'am, you're indeed no match for this young lady.
With that said, Joycelyn smiled faintly, making Octavia's eyes widen in anger.
She thought, 'She's deliberately provoking me!"
However, just as Octavia was about to move, the plump Emily yanked her back and slapped her face
twice again. "Bitch, how dare you lie to me."
The two slaps were crisp and pleasant to the ear.
Octavia screamed in pain, but Emily still had no intention of stopping.
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Her hand hurt from slapping, so she switched to twisting. The force was so strong that Octavia convulsed in pain.
Joycelyn did not even look back. She linked arms with Selene a left for the conference room to pack up their things.
Being inexplicably dragged into the situation and labeled as a mistress who slept with men to climb the social ladder would disgust anyone.
In the end, Octavia was publicly stripped of her outerwear. Lying prone on the ground, she was kicked a few times. Linda, who was at the side, stepped forward to be the peacemaker. She covered Octavia with clothes and comforted Emily.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only Linda and Octavia.
"Octavia, Joycelyn has a grudge against you, right?" Linda said. "She humiliated you so badly. A stepsister is also considered a sister. She's really heartless, watching you get humiliated like this Linda shook her head and sighed. Her sarcastic tone completely ignited Octavia's anger.
"I won't let her off," Octavia said. "I swear!" Her face was bruised and swollen, while her body was
covered in contusions. She clenched her fists, wishing she could tear Joycelyn apart at this moment to vent her anger.
Seeing that she hated Joycelyn so much, Linda curled her lips into a satisfied sneer.
"Rest and recover for now," she said. "After some time, I'll introduce you to a sugar daddy to back you up."
"Who? Octavia's eyes lit up.
A powerful scion. If you coax him well, even ten other people like Joycelyn will have to bow down and serve you, let alone Joycelyn herself."