Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 342

As Timothy and the others were still pondering Octavia’s intentions, Sebastian, the lawyer, was the first to speak up. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, yes,” Octavia replied confidently. “Money is just material, the true joy is being together as a family

She gave off the impression of being above money, pretending to be lofty and self–righteous.

“ARight, then draft an agreement to give up any compensation and support. At the same time, you have to guarantee that you won’t consume my sister’s reputation or anything related to her.” “Alright then,” Sebastian said, continuing with his professional tone. “We’ll need you to sign an agreement waiving any claims for compensation or support, and it will also ensure you can’t damage Joycelyn’s reputation or interfere with anything related to her.”

With that, he quickly began making changes to the contract template on his laptop.

In no time, two copies of the contract were printed and handed to Octavia. The speed was so quick that Octavia almost thought they had prepared the contract in advance.

“Why do I need to sign this?” Octavia glanced at the document, clearly not eager to sign.

Although the house wasn’t incredibly valuable, it could easily fetch a million dollars. And with the trust fund added, it was still a decent amount. But Octavia wanted more–signing this agreement meant she’d walk away with nothing.

“Are you trying to protect yourselves? Isn’t this a little overboard?” Octavia said, the smile on her face starting to falter, her irritation becoming evident.

“People’s intentions are hard to measure. We’re doing this to protect Joycelyn, to prevent any future slander or cyberbullying. She is now Mrs. Grant and the youngest daughter of the Schultz family. Her reputation matters,” Sebastian replied coldly, his gaze fixed on Octavia.

His every word made Octavia burn with envy. The Grant Group was among the richest and most prestigious families in the world. Their connections were not just about wealth but power and status.

“If we sign this, will Joycelyn accept me as her mother? Will she be comfortable living with us?” Iris asked, her voice laced with uncertainty.

“Yes,” Octavia added quickly, showing no attempt to hide her intentions. “If we sign, will we be able to live with Joycelyn?”

Her desire to enter high society was blatantly obvious.

“It seems like you aren’t satisfied with what’s offered here. Fine, you don’t want it? No problem. If you refuse to sign, we’ll go ahead with legal action if you continue to harass Joycelyn in the future.”

Sebastian shut his laptop and stood up decisively. Shao closed his notebook and stood up.

and Jeff followed suit,

Iris could no

She didn’t sign the contract but

Let’s wait until Joycelyn has some free time. We can all sit down and has together

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who quickly stuffed them into her bag, as though fearing

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hold onto it,” Octavia urged, her voice

placing them in her bag, clutching them as if they

formed their opinions by now,” Timothy said, standing up slowly, his voice serious.

the live–stream. They looked around the room, suddenly realizing

really necessary?” Octavia’s smile turned awkward, her voice now tinged with panic.

everything had been broadcasted live. All of their actions, including the price

a stir, and everyone is curious about how it will be resolved,” Timothy explained, giving his assistant a signal to

we talk about it? Can you remember anything

the time, so I couldn’t see clearly. But he was tall, thin, with short hair, probably a left–handed man. That’s all I know.”

it,” Timothy nodded, swiftly walking out of the room, with Jeff

follow, but was stopped by an assistant, who

screen, couldn’t

Timothy would handle everything perfectly and ensure that the Mercer

curious than ever: who was the man who had tried to

you call Timothy for me?”

dialed Timothy’s number, and the

anything useful?” Ellison asked,

the man was a lefty. Do you remember anything?” Timothy replied.

shook her head. “No, I can’t remember anything from back