Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

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Chapter 220

Chapter 220

“Ah!” Ella screamed, completely undone. She was just an ungraduated college student, using her favoritism with Zachary to walk around the office with an air of superiority. Now, having coffee splashed on her in front of everyone by Joycelyn, she was utterly devastated.

But Joycelyn’s presence exuded something different–an air of confidence that made Ella hesitate,

“Are you okay? Did it burn? I’ll have Sandra grab you a fresh set of clothes,” Joycelyn said, pulling out her phone to call Sandra.

Ella stood nearby, her face a mix of humiliation and anger. She was the type to rely on her fragile demeanor. But now, overwhelmed, she collapsed to the floor in tears.

Lucy’s colleagues started to gather around, especially her director, who seemed to know Ella. He walked over, dabbing Ella’s face with a handkerchief. “What’s going on here? Personal disputes aren’t allowed at the company. Lucy, you’ve only just joined–why are you causing trouble?”

Lucy’s supervisor, a man in his thirties named Caleb, frowned, his voice filled with accusation. He seemed to think every woman with a bit of charm must have climbed the corporate ladder through other means.

“It was Ella who charged at Lucy first. I threw the drink at her face, not Lucy’s,” Joycelyn said, stepping in front of Lucy, her posture straight and composed, her cold gaze locked onto Caleb.

“Even if she was being unreasonable, she shouldn’t have thrown it in her face. Only someone truly vicious would target a woman like that. You hit someone, but you don’t hit their face,” Caleb said, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the coffee stains from Ella’s face.

“Ugh, she threw it in my mouth! Who knows if there are germs in it? I’m going to the hospital for a check–up.”

“You threw hot coffee earlier, didn’t you? I don’t know if it burned Lucy, but if you need a checkup, we can go together. Lucy needs a full exam, and as for your slander, you can either apologize or prepare for a lawsuit,” Joycelyn said, uninterested in the scene playing out.

Just listening to them made it obvious they weren’t the most pleasant people.

“Which department are you from?” Caleb stood up, his height giving him an imposing presence as he tried to intimidate Joycelyn.

“Planning department.”

your department getting involved in overseas trade now? Seems like you’re overstepping,” Caleb’s tone was cold, clearly trying to suppress Joycelyn, who stood unfazed, her voice calm as she responded.

trouble. You seem to be treating her differently–do you have some personal connection?” Joycelyn asked, unhurried, her voice

other department,” Caleb

We’ll see who’s in the wrong,” Lucy, though new, stepped up, not wanting to see Joycelyn mistreated.

expression. “It’s a misunderstanding a part to play here. Let’s all apologize and move on without causing

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both women had connections to Ellison Grant and advising him

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line! Even if Mr. Grant himself shows up, I’m not scared! My godfather is Zachary–he’s an elder to Mr. Grant!” Ella, now frantic, pulled out her trump

eyes scanned Ella from head to toe. She thought, ‘Most college students have a kind of innocent foolishness about them, but this one–this one is just plain foolish

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Joycelyn’s gaze was

presence, her heart racing, unable to meet her gaze. Instead, she looked toward Lucy, standing

Grant’s married, and she still tries

issue had been simmering for a while, and it had gained significant attention when it first started. When Lucy had just joined the company, she didn’t have any allies to back her up, so she

opportunity, and she was focused on building her career, not getting caught up in drama. But now, the matter had flared up again, and Lucy was genuinely furious–especially

evidence?” Joycelyn’s voice was calm, but her

old phone, but Lucy broke it,” Ella

Are you trying to get yourself in trouble, dragging others down with

could say more, the elevator doors slid

the Grant Group, who had been quietly watching, froze

from the elevator, clear and commanding, carrying with it a chilling authority. His presence alone, cold and powerful, radiated a natural air of aristocracy that

office floor fell silent, with the employees involuntarily holding

before. As she turned her head, she froze, her face displaying pure shock at the sight of the tall, strikingly handsome man–his deep, piercing

You’re Mr.

dark eyes seemed like an endless, icy abyss, radiating a chilling coldness that made

thought, ‘Lucy’s living the good life!”

who bullied me. I don’t know what I did to upset them, but they splashed coffee in my face. Mr. Grant…” Ella’s voice suddenly trembled, the