Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

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When Isolde whispered to Mrs. Grant, the room fell deathly quiet. Every eye turned toward her, including Ruby’s, who first glanced at Leah, then locked onto Joycelyn, standing with the elegance of a black swan in her dress, commanding attention without a word.

Compared to Leah’s brief moment of discomfort, Joycelyn’s poise and composure radiated an aura that was anything but ordinary. She carried herself with a presence that seemed far beyond what one would expect from someone of her standing.

The atmosphere became tense with anticipation, and curiosity was palpable. The truth about the fake Mrs. Grant was on the brink of being exposed, and everyone could sense it.

Joycelyn was about to step forward when she noticed Isolde’s hand gesturing toward her.

“Sorry, excuse me,” a soft, hesitant voice came from behind.

Amid such a formal occasion, a middle–aged woman in a janitor’s uniform squeezed through from the corner, collecting the trash.

Out of the corner of her eye, Joycelyn caught something familiar. As she turned her head, her dark eyes narrowed in shock. It was Iris.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too stiff, and Iris attempted to look up, only to be met with a sneering remark from a nearby woman. “Who’s this cleaning lady? Stay away from me.”

Iris bowed and apologized, hurrying to continue wiping the table legs as if she were the lowest of the low in this opulent world.

In the past, Joycelyn would never have allowed anyone to treat Iris with such disdain. Even as a child, she stood up for Iris, protecting her from anyone trying to pick on her while selling goods on the street.

Things had changed now. Not only had Iris’s deliberate appearance added to her discomfort, but the earlier online smear campaign had turned the public against her, leaving her caught in an impossible situation.

Iris’s humiliation would become a laughingstock for the Grant family, and she would be left to play the part of a vampire, either extorting others or staging performances to attract attention.

Joycelyn’s hands clenched at her sides, her fingers tightening.

Ruby’s gaze flickered momentarily, a hint of smug satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.

make things difficult for

well today, so everyone should leave. As for who the true Mrs. Grant is, those who attended the wedding have already met her. For those who haven’t, you’ll have to

and immediately stepped forward to

Luna approached Leah. “Dr. Mason, I could use your help. I’ve just twisted my ankle–could you take a look for

“Dr. Mason,” Luna subtly dismissed Leah’s claim to the title of Mrs.

moment, her petty dispute

few days ago of being ungrateful and not supporting her?” Ruby said as if she

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Her eyes filled with awe

turned around, facing her

still managing to find the money to bail her out,” Joycelyn said, her expression calm

rain–sharp, unblemished, and unyielding. Even facing the unworthy Iris, Joycelyn’s gaze never faltered or wavered.

darkened, her smugness faltering in the face of

reunion with Iris, but as for this cleaning lady, I assume it’s still work hours? Don’t forget to finish your duties before catching up with Joycelyn, or they might dock your pay,” Ruby remarked, her arms crossed as she walked away with the air

been captivated by Joycelyn’s elegance, and even Luna’s words had led them

‘I have no desire to prove anything–not at this moment,

Sandra put her hands on her hips and stepped before Joycelyn. “Excuse me, Iris, we don’t need you here. Please

voice suddenly cut through the

of Isolde’s

assisting Isolde in sitting up. “You’re awake at last, Isolde. How are you feeling? Is everything alright?” she

But I could have sworn I

words fell, it wasn’t just Ruby who was about to leave, but even Leah, who had been standing quietly at the side, felt a sudden tightness in her chest.

endured the loss of her husband and son, yet she still led the Grant Group for twenty years, expanding it into one of the most powerful families in the region. As a legendary woman, her

Mrs. Grant? We’re all so curious,” Mrs. Willows said with a polite smile, feigning playful

turned to leave paused, their curiosity piqued. “Isolde, might we

murmured in agreement.

Grant, personally chosen by Isolde, must surely be an exceptional