Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 216 Chapter 216 1 "No, not at all," Sandra pouted playfully, a slight teasing edge to her voice. She thought, 'She just couldn't shake the feeling that Kingston was different.

"When are we heading home? I'm so tired," Sandra yawned after finishing her meal.

"Wait a bit longer. Isolde needs to rest too," Luna replied just as thunderous applause erupted from the dance floor.

It turned out that Joycelyn and Ellison had finished their dance, and the crowd was cheering for them.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Joycelyn pulled away from Ellison's hand. "I'll go find Isolde. You can head back first." "I'll wait for you outside," Ellison said, his gaze sweeping through the crowd, his energy completely shifting. When he wasn't looking at Joycelyn, his expression was distant, cold, as if repelling anyone who dared ctoo close.

"Mr. Grant," a middle-aged man tried to approach.

William stepped in quickly, blocking the man. "Sorry, Mr. Grant has business to attend to. If you have anything to say, I can pass it on." With that, everyone rushed to engage with William, eager to be close to him.

Joycelyn walked over to Isolde, supporting her gently. "Isolde, it's getting late, let's head back." "Alright, you danced beautifully earlier," Isolde complimented as she chatted with Joycelyn and waved goodbye to the other wealthy ladies. Her face was still beaming with pride, and there was no trace of the fainting episode earlier.

"Goodbye, Isolde, Ms. Maynard. I look forward to the next time," Mrs. Willows said, waving as she bid them farewell.

When Joycelyn stepped outside, she saw Ellison's Rolls-Royce waiting there.

"Isolde, let's take the nanny car back," Joycelyn suggested as she got into the car they had arrived in.

Just as she spoke, the Rolls-Royce slowly moved forward and stopped right in front of them, the passenger window rolling down.

"Get in the car." "I'll ride with Isolde." Joycelyn's lips pressed together, her delicate features holding a hint of stubbornness. She thought, 'If I get in that passenger seat, there'll be no chance to keep things unclear. Despite many people already figuring out my identity, being a Scorpio, I still enjoy a little mystery!' "Isolde, how about we ride in this car instead?" Ellison was driving himself, and as the wealthy business people and socialites departed, they followed behind, seemingly eager to flatter him.

Everyone stayed back, waiting for Isolde and Joycelyn to leave before getting into their cars.

Suddenly, Joycelyn found herself basking in the feeling of being the center of attention. A wave of inexplicable tension ran down her spine. She wondered, 'It was like being a national treasure, every move under a watchful eye!' "You take this car; it'll be more spacious for Luna, Sandra, andin the other one." Joycelyn turned to look for Sandra, only to see her already in the car. "So, Sandra drove the car here?" "She's been drinking, so she can't drive. The driver's taking the car back for her," Luna explained.

1/3 Chapter 216 "Alright." Joycelyn didn't press further, especially with more and more people gathering around.

The bodyguard stepped forward and opened the passenger door. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Joycelyn slid into the passenger seat of Ellison's car. She could feel the gazes sharpening on her.

"Close the window," Joycelyn said, fastening her seatbelt and reminding Ellison to raise the window.

"Of course, Mrs. Grant," Ellison said, complying and rolling up the window before focusing on driving.

As the Rolls-Royce drove away from the mansion, leaving the prying eyes behind, Joycelyn finally relaxed. "Ah..." She leaned back in the seat and took a deep breath. "So this is what the glamorous, high-society life is like." "How does it feel?" Ellison asked, steering with one hand while the other reached over to playfully squeeze her hand.

"Well, as long as there's a big shot backing you, even if you're picking up trash, everyone greets you with a smile, flattering and fawning over you. No wonder you don't like these kinds of events; it's all so fake." That was Joycelyn's conclusion for the night.

Ellison chuckled softly. “Take a nap. I'll wake you when we get home." "Mm." Joycelyn was indeed feeling tired, her body worn from the tension she had been holding onto all night. She thought, I've been so tightly wound, and now I feel both uneasy and strangely happy from the recognition.

After returning home, Joycelyn went straight to her room, not relaxing immediately. Instead, she continued working, catching up on assignments, and reviewing course materials.

Joycelyn thought, 'I need to grow faster. Next time, I want to face Isolde and Ellison's praise with confidence, not the nervousness I felt tonight-like I didn't deserve the happiness I received! After his shower, Ellison didn't find Joycelyn, so he went to his study. He saw Joycelyn sitting at the desk, deeply focused on taking notes. Deciding not to interrupt, he quietly left and returned to the bedroom to wait for her to finish.

Ellison wasn't one to bring his phone to bed. He sat down on the couch, planning to check the overseas stock market, when a picture from Sandra popped up.

It was a little blurry.

Sandra had sent a funny emoji: [Ellison, transfer the money for the HD ones-150 dollars each. Wink.] Without a second thought, Ellison transferred 1500 dollars, his gaze steady.

Sandra sent a flurry of pictures from different angles-romantic, beautiful waltz shots as if they were still dancing right in front of him. Every single one was beautiful, and Ellison was satisfied with his purchase.

After receiving the money, Sandra quietly stepped back, not interrupting. Ellison glanced at his phone for a moment, then set it down to check the stock market.

From 9 to 11 PM, the study remained silent. "The events of the evening must've triggered sacademic drive in her Ellison thought, preparing to send the photos he had just received, curious to see how she would respond. After sending a few shots, there was still no reply. So, Ellison decided to send a few photos he took earlier in the bathroom, showing off his abs.

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Ellison clicked his tongue, a smile tugging at his lips. His long, clean fingers quickly typed a short O M message: Cto the room. You can look and touch. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll explain it to you.] Joycelyn: [Well, you've definitely caught my attention!] After sending the message, Joycelyn closed her laptop, organized her notes, and headed to the bathroom for a shower.

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Ellison put his phone down and sat on the edge of the bed, deliberately unbuttoning two of vo of this buttons.

Dajama m He thought, I have a feeling that until she's fully focused on her studies, I'll need to use a bit of strategy to get her into bed. 3/3