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- A few days later, Joycelyn’s grand birthday banquet officially began.
- The venue? None other than the most historic hotel owned by the Spencer family–a place once reserved for hosting political summits.
- This alone spoke volumes about how much the Schultz family valued Joycelyn.
- Even though the event was held at the Spencer family’s property, Timothy cleared his schedule, personally overseeing the arrangements.
- At this moment, he and Zack were stationed in the grand foyer, welcoming distinguished guests.
- Upstairs, in the VIP lounge, Joycelyn was changing into her gown and getting her makeup done.
- Ellison had been keeping her company until Lucy, Sandra, and the other ladies arrived, prompting him to step out.
- Coincidentally, the second–floor balcony had been beautifully decorated. As Haddy and Leon arrived, they spotted Ellison walking out. Leon, looking utterly drained, collapsed onto a sofa and groaned, “Ellison.”
- Ellison strode over, settling into the long couch, one leg casually crossed over the other as he eyed Leon’s miserable state. “Today is your sister–in–law’s birthday. I’ll give you the day off tomorrow,” Ellison announced, his voice cool and crisp. Leon instantly shot up, his exhaustion vanishing like smoke. A dazzling, almost wicked grin spread across his face. “Much appreciated!”
- Meanwhile, inside the VIP lounge, Joycelyn had changed into a stunning custom–made lavender gown–soft and elegant, perfectly complementing her delicate beauty. Her long hair had been curled slightly and styled into a graceful half–up, half- down princess look.
- The exquisite cut of the gown traced her figure flawlessly, and under the soft lighting, her skin glowed like a masterpiece painted with the finest brushstrokes.
- She was already breathtaking, but with the light touch of makeup, her features were sculpted to perfection–every glance, every smile, like a scene straight out of a dream.
- In the mirror, her bright, clear eyes shimmered like starlit pools. Her dainty, slightly upturned nose made her look even more adorable.
- Her lips–small, full, and cherry–red–were so perfect they seemed almost edible.
- The other girls had also dressed up, but they had all instinctively chosen simpler, more understated designs–none daring to overshadow Joycelyn on her special day.
- Seeing how radiant she looked, the girls immediately swarmed around her.
- “Joycelyn, you’re absolutely stunning!” Selene gasped, unable to take her eyes off her.
- “I’m so jealous of Mr. Grant! Fair skin, gorgeous face, tiny waist, long legs… and damn, that diamond necklace is enormous!” Though Selene was talking about the necklace, her eyes were definitely not fixated on Joycelyn’s jewelry. The envy in her gaze was practically tangible.
- ‘Why is life so unfair? Why is Joycelyn blessed with such killer curves while I’m as flat as a board?’ Selene thought.
- Back in the day, she might have jokingly taken some “friendly liberties“-but now? No way. If Ellison walked in and caught
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- her being inappropriate, she’d probably end up scrubbing the company’s toilets for a month.
- Joycelyn’s dress wasn’t particularly revealing, but Selene’s pervy X–ray vision was a problem.
- At her remark, the rest of the girls leaned in, their eyes scanning Joycelyn from her necklace… downward.
- A chorus of gasps erupted. “WOW!”
- The collective exclamation was so loud it could be heard all the way outside on the terrace.
- Joycelyn, now thoroughly embarrassed, instinctively raised her hands to shield herself.
- Sometimes, when a group of women gathered, the conversation took a very unfiltered turn.
- “Keep it down! Shhh!” Joycelyn shushed them with a giggle.
- Lucy whipped out her phone, eager to snap some group selfies.
- The energy inside the VIP lounge was as lively as the main ballroom.
- At last, the time came. A staff member entered to escort Joycelyn downstairs–the banquet was about to begin.
- Soft lavender roses adorned the entire hall, creating a dreamy, fairytale–like atmosphere.
- The grand chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the elegantly set tables, which were laden with gourmet delicacies and the finest wines. A live orchestra played in the background, their music adding a layer of romance and grandeur to the evening.
- But the centerpiece of the night? A magnificent, nine–tiered cake–crafted in the event’s signature color and designed by a world–class pâtissier. Ellison had it custom–ordered just for her.
- With her arm linked through Ellison’s, Joycelyn gracefully descended the grand spiral staircase, her gown trailing behind
- her.
- The guests in the inner hall were all family and close acquaintances, while the foreign dignitaries and extended guests were stationed in the outer hall, separated by security personnel.
- This was the first time Joycelyn had ever experienced such an extravagant, tailor–made birthday celebration. Everything- every detail–had been meticulously arranged with her at the heart of it all.
- “Mrs. Grant, happy birthday. Your gift is waiting for you at home, on the bed. Open it later,” Ellison murmured beside her, his tone carrying a hint of mystery..
- “A surprise gift?” Joycelyn’s eyes lit up, her irises gleaming like the night sky sprinkled with stars.
- Ellison had already gifted her an entire set of priceless purple diamonds today, which she adored.
- “Wait until we get home,” he teased, a smirk playing at his lips.
- Just then, Isolde arrived with a group of elegantly dressed ladies–her longtime friends and fellow socialites.
- “Oh, my precious granddaughter–in–law! Happy birthday! Come, look at what I brought for you. You’re going to love it,” Isolde beamed as she gestured for her bodyguards to present the gifts.
- Six exquisite cases were placed before Joycelyn.
- Inside each, a breathtaking set of jewelry—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and indigo gemstones, all of the highest quality.
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- The purple set was already adorning Joycelyn.
- This display of wealth and affection was even grander than her engagement dowry,
- Joycelyn was stunned–these were treasures so rare and beautiful they defied description.
- “Grandma, this is way too much,” she whispered, overwhelmed.
- “Too much?” a well–dressed elderly lady, one of Isolde’s longtime friends, suddenly exclaimed in admiration. Her expert eye locked onto an emerald bracelet among the collection. “My goodness, Isolde, this is exquisite!”
- Isolde simply smiled. “You are my one and only precious granddaughter–in–law. All of these have been saved just for you. I’ll have them delivered to your home. Seven days in a week, wear a different set every day! I still have a few hundred more waiting for you.”
- “Wow! Grandma, are you sure I’m not your long–lost granddaughter?”
- Lucy, Selene, and the girls burst out in playful envy.
- Isolde chuckled. “Alright, alright, I like you girls. Each of you gets a set!”
- Just as the atmosphere was at its warmest, a delicate voice rang out.
- “Isolde, may I share in this good fortune?” Bellina gracefully approached, her arm entwined with Jerome’s. Tonight, she had shed her usual sweet, innocent look and arrived in full glam–adorned with expensive diamonds and jewels.
- Her dress? A deep crimson–purple, cerily similar to Joycelyn’s. Clearly, she had done this on purpose.
- At her words, all eyes turned toward her.
- Bellina basked in their attention, tilting her chin ever so slightly–like a proud peacock flaunting its feathers.
- Isolde’s smile remained kind, but her words were sharp as a blade. “You’ve already basked in Joycelyn’s fortune for years while living in the Schultz family. And now, you’ve even claimed Jerome. What more do you need?”
- A single sentence–light and casual–yet it utterly shattered Bellina’s façade.
- Her confident smile faltered, just for a moment. But she quickly recovered.
- “Are you saying you don’t like me? Could it be that Joycelyn has been complaining about me to you, making you biased against me?” Bellina’s voice was soft, but her words carried a sharp sting, directing the tension straight toward Joycelyn.
- “Belle,” Jerome interjected, his tone firm, a warning laced in his voice,
- Joycelyn hadn’t even spoken a word, yet Bellina had already painted he
- as” and malicious.
- The once–warm atmosphere turned cold. The guests exchanged glances, their expressions shifting.
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 353
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 353
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An Joycelyn English Novel
Status: Completed Native Language: English
