Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 247

Chapter 247

Two days later, it was time to return to the family estate. Joycelyn woke up early that morning, having trouble sleeping due to the upcoming event.

Joycelyn tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Ellison, who had light sleep, was disturbed by her restlessness. After several attempts of her hand moving over his abs, he finally reached over and gently held her hand. “Mrs. Grant,” he said, his voice low, “If you can’t sleep, how about we do something else?”

After several days of taking medicine, Ellison’s throat had fully recovered. However, as he had just woken up, his voice stifl carried a hint of lazy hoarseness. It sounded even more captivating, giving off a sense of restraint.

Despite his voice, his actions showed no hesitation. He boldly took the lead, his hand lingering intently over Joycelyn’s waist. What had been an innocent gesture on her part now sent shivers down her spine, and she could not escape the sensation Her mind was overwhelmed with a sudden flush of embarrassment.

“Starting today, we must follow the proper etiquette for a week and avoid improper behavior,” she said.

After all, this week included the commemoration of Ellison’s great–grandfather’s centennial death anniversary and the memorial days for his parents. The younger generation was expected to observe the proper customs strictly on such

occasions.

Joycelyn was conservative, and there could be no deviation when propriety must be observed. She pressed her delicate hands firmly against Ellison’s hand.

Ellison propped himself up, gazing at Joycelyn’s beautiful face. His deep, inscrutable eyes glanced at her lightly. “What time are we returning to the estate for the offerings today?”

“In the afternoon,” Joycelyn replied obediently, her bright, innocent eyes blinking in the dim light.

“What time is it now?” Ellison asked, his deep voice carrying a lazy, almost intoxicating tone.

“Right now…” Joycelyn glanced outside, where the heavy curtains blocked most of the light, but she could still sense it was probably around four or five o’clock. “It should be past five.”

then. It’s not even time yet, and our benefactors don’t know anything,” he said, before flipping over and pinning her

already scared and can’t sleep, and you’re still teasing me,” said Joycelyn, biting him when he leaned in

with one arm, gazing down at Joycelyn beneath him. “What are you afraid of?” he

people in your family,” she murmured. The Grant family had a vast and complicated network of connections, and

hearing the slight tremor in her voice, Ellison’s heart ached. “Silly girl,” he said softly. “In the Grant family, I call the shots. As long as anyone sees you, they must greet

I’m afraid they’ll be ruthless.” Her worries, though different, weighed just as

cheek, his tone dripping with affection. “Don’t worry, my dear. With the two most powerful figures in the Grant family backing you, what do you have to fear from those insignificant

a humorous anecdote she had seen online. “Those nuisances are terrifying! They’d slap anyone

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to be reckoned with–no one would dare lay a finger on you. If they did, I’d make sure they paid dearly. There’s nothing to fear,” Ellison reassured her. Despite his comforting words, Joycelyn let out a soft sob, her anxiety

you’re that scared, I can help you toughen up,” Ellison murmured, his voice

some secret to exuding the confidence and poise expected in elite circles. “How exactly are you planning to help me toughen up?” she asked, her tone a

lips curved into a smirk, both alluring and playful. “You take the lead,” he said, his voice low and teasing. In one swift motion, he shifted onto his back, his

flushing crimson. “You!” she exclaimed, her voice a mix of embarrassment and exasperation. She could hardly bring herself to look

her thoroughly exhausted, Joycelyn spent the entire

a dozen Maybachs formed a protective escort at the front and rear, while a Rolls- Royce and an exceptionally high–end luxury van commanded attention in the middle. The sheer opulence of the scene turned heads everywhere they went, leaving bystanders

they arrived, nestled halfway up the mountain. Surrounded by lush hills and serene waters, the estate boasted a commanding view of the entire city. As the car came to a stop, Joycelyn stirred awake,

she decided not to disturb him. Quietly, she stepped out of the car to take in the

and timeless elegance left her utterly speechless. Slowly,

the intricately carved stone at the entrance. Before she could make contact, an unpleasant voice snapped at her, “Don’t