Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 223

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Joycelyn walked over and sat next to Ellison, her hand resting gently on his thigh. She leaned in close, whispering, “Did you organize this dinner?”

Ellison lowered his dark gaze, his eyes deep and enigmatic, a faint, knowing smile playing at the edges of his lips. He didn’t answer directly, but his subtle blink spoke volumes.

Joycelyn smiled, not addressing his little game.

“Let’s sit down and cat,” Joycelyn called to the others by the door.

Leon and Sandra, who had bickered since childhood, exchanged knowing glances, understanding one another’s dynamics. But Lucy and Haddy, who barely knew each other, seemed to have an underlying tension between them. Something about the way they interacted felt off.

“This dinner is an apology to Lucy. Since everyone’s free, we thought we’d all gather together,” Ellison announced, and the group took their seats.

At the large round table, Ellison and Joycelyn sat at the head, with Lucy and Sandra beside Joycelyn.

“What’s going on?” Haddy asked as he walked over and took his seat, positioning himself across from Ellison, with Lucy sitting just opposite him.

Leon sat next to Ellison, positioned between Ellison and Haddy. Hearing the conversation, he flashed a devilish grin and teasingly said, “Lucy, who dared give you attitude?”

“It was a minor thing,” Lucy said, still irritated. “Some clueless person mistook Joycelyn for me and called me her mistress.” She was still worked up about it.

Joycelyn couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle, then gently reassured Lucy, “Don’t be upset, calm down. Is there any coffee to help cool Lucy down?”

“I don’t have coffee,” Ellison said casually, sipping his drink. “But I brought a few bottles of fine wine. I had William chill them so we can enjoy a few more glasses later.” He then turned to Lucy, encouraging her to drink.

“What kind of wine?” Leon asked, his eyes lighting up at the mention.

“I’ve got some top–shelf stuff,” Ellison said with a grin. “A rare vintage Bordeaux, a bottle of Pappy Van Winkle bourbon, and Macallan M whisky. Three bottles; feel free to help yourselves.”

that Pappy Van Winkle bourbon–there’s only one bottle in the world, right? Ellison, this dinner alone is worth 10 million dollars. It’s like something

seem to care. As William entered with the servers, he led the way, carrying the Pappy Van Winkle bourbon bottle in his hands, its gold surface gleaming,

nearly 7,000 diamonds embedded into it. As soon as it was revealed, everyone except Ellison and

Lucy gasped, her bright face frozen in stunned disbelief.

echoed her shock with a soft

wealth was now tangible, almost

by, ready to pour the wine, but Ellison didn’t drink.

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Lucy said, holding the glass with both hands, her eyes fixed on the shimmering liquid, unable to look away.

from my side to take charge. Joycelyn recommended you, so if you’re on board, we can

in the taste of the expensive

looked up, glancing

said, still a bit stunned. “Isn’t this a family gathering? Why are we talking

for him, and hearing him bring up something so

deals with the Ferdinand family involve projects worth billions. With a 1% commission, you could easily be making 300 thousand dollars a month. Surely, you could close at least one deal a month?” Ellison’s words were loaded with the temptation of money, laced with the

just Lucy, even Joycelyn’s eyes lit up at the mention, her sharp gaze almost turning into the shape of

million dollars a year, and if you do well, you could even earn a share of the profits from Grant Group! Lucy!” Sandra

you think?” Ellison asked, casually sipping

processing the idea of making 300 thousand dollars, stared wide–eyed.

later!”

1% commission–Haddy will contribute 60% if there are no objections. After all, he’s moving people to support you,” Ellison added, turning

tone held an undeniable authority. Even though Haddy’s status was on par with his,

said, his voice calm but with a trace of a resigned smile.