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.

Ruby had bailed out, all to make things difficult for Joycelyn. She hadn’t expected it to backfire so

Grant is, those who attended the wedding have already met her. For those who haven’t, you’ll have to

tension and immediately stepped forward to ease the

help. I’ve just twisted my ankle–could you take

Luna subtly dismissed Leah’s claim to the title of Mrs. Grant–something the socialites and elites

bother to argue. At this moment, her

so familiar. Joycelyn, could it be Iris? Didn’t she accuse you online a few days ago of being ungrateful and not

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her head at the mention of Joycelyn’s name. Her eyes filled with awe

turned around, facing

are, still managing to find the

like the pure, refreshing air after a mountain rain–sharp, unblemished, and unyielding. Even facing the unworthy Iris, Joycelyn’s gaze never faltered or wavered.

smugness faltering in the

Don’t forget to finish your duties before catching up with Joycelyn, or they might dock your pay,” Ruby remarked, her

her eyes red with emotion. Everyone had initially been captivated by Joycelyn’s elegance, and even Luna’s words had led them to believe this poised, elegant woman was Mrs. Grant. It now

desire to prove anything–not at this

before Joycelyn. “Excuse me, Iris, we don’t need you here. Please leave.”

voice suddenly cut through the

Isolde’s awakening, everyone instantly

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

today. But I could have sworn I heard

words fell, it wasn’t just Ruby who was about to leave, but even

loss of her husband and son, yet she still led the Grant Group for twenty years, expanding it into one of the most

might be Mrs. Grant? We’re all so curious,” Mrs. Willows said with

piqued. “Isolde, might we

murmured

chosen by Isolde, must surely be an