Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 223 4. 72% 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. “Sclueless person mistook Joycelyn forand calledher 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 stop-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." "Wait, 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 from a royal wedding,” Leon said, grinning. Though he wasn't a connoisseur, he had definitely heard of these rare liquors.

Ellison didn't 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, as he wore white gloves.

The entire bottle was crafted from gold, with nearly 7,000 diamonds embedded into it. As soon as it was revealed, everyone except Ellison and Haddy stared in awe, completely stunned by the sight.

"My God, real diamonds?" Lucy gasped, her bright face frozen in stunned disbelief.

Joycelyn echoed her shock with a soft exclamation.

The overwhelming power of wealth was now tangible, almost visible in the air.

William stood by, ready to pour the wine, but Ellison didn't drink.

1/3 23 06:56 Thu, 6 Mar Chapter 223 Joycelyn, knowing her limits, only poured a small amount to taste.

72% f "My God, just one sip, and my stomach would be worth 300 thousand dollars, Lucy said, holding the glass with both hands, her eyes fixed on the shimmering liquid, unable to look away.

"It just so happens that I've signed a collaboration with the Ferdinand family, and they require someone from my side to take charge. Joycelyn recommended you, so if you're on board, we can finalize everything today "Huh?" Lucy, who had been lost in the taste of the expensive wine, paused for a moment when she heard Ellison's words.

Haddy also looked up, glancing at Lucy.

"Mr. Grant," Lucy said, still a bit stunned. "Isn't this a family gathering? Why are we talking business? Although Ellison was Joycelyn's husband, Lucy still held a certain respect for him, and hearing him bring up something so important at the dinner table caught her off guard.

"Considering your current projects at Grant Group are significant, but the overseas 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 push of a superior.

Not just Lucy, even Joycelyn's eyes lit up at the mention, her sharp gaze almost turning into the shape of coins. "300 thousand dollars a month, 3 million dollars a year, and if you do well, you could even earn a share of the profits from Grant Group! Lucy!" Sandra exclaimed, more excited than Lucy herself.

"What do you think?" Ellison asked, casually sipping his drink.

Lucy, still processing the idea of making 300 thousand dollars, stared wide-eyed.

"Alright! Let's sign the contract later!" she said without hesitation.

"Great. The 1% commission-Haddy will contribute 60% if there are no objections. After all, he's moving people to support you," Ellison added, turning to Haddy with a cool look in his eyes.

His tone held an undeniable authority. Even though Haddy's status was on par with his, Ellison's presence was far more commanding.

"You've already made up your mind. How can I argue?" Haddy said, his voice calm but with a trace of a resigned smile.

Lucy didn't even bother to question what Haddy's 60% meant. All she knew was that she was about to becincredibly rich.

"Mr. Grant, you'll be my benefactor from now on. I'll make sure to take good care of you said, ra her glass tov toward Ellison and raising Joycelyn. "Here's to that, everyone, help yourselves." Joycelyn downed nearly half of her glass in one go.

As soon as she finished, her head started to spin. Joycelyn thought, 'No wonder this wine is so rare-just one sip, and I already feel like I could float away! Since they were among friends and surrounded by fine wine, Joycelyn didn't stop Lucy and Sandra from teaming up to get Leon drunk.

By the tthey left, Leon was so drunk that even two bodyguards couldn't carry him. Sandra had to carry m out herself.

"Lucy, you've had too much to drink. You should stay over tonight. You can sleep with Sandra," Joycelyn said, looking at Lucy, who had her arm around her.

2/3 1 Chapter 223 Ellison stepped forward, grabbing Lucy and pulling her toward Haddy, shoving her gently into his arms. "You've dealt with drunks before, right? I'll take Joycelyn home, Ellison said, taking Joycelyn's hand and leading her toward the door.

"Hey!" Joycelyn protested, clearly uneasy, but Ellison still pulled her away. She thought, 'Alright, Haddy's a good guy. He won't do anything to Lucy' What Joycelyn didn't anticipate was that Lucy, drunk and falling into Haddy's arms, would start acting flirtatious.

"Where did this handsman cfrom? Lethave a closer look," Lucy slurred, her fade flushed. Her NOV usual bold, striking features now carried a rosy tint, giving her an even more seductive look.

"Do you want to take another look at who I am... before I make my move?" Haddy's gaze softened as he looked down at Lucy in his arms, his voice low and filled with anticipation. The warmth of his breath brushed against Lucy's car, sending a shiver through her sensitive body.