All Chapters of His Rejected Wife Became a Billionaire : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Joan was seeing Laura and Edward off when she got a text from Keon. Her gaze narrowed as she read it. “I saw you at Royal Hospital, but I wasn't allowed into your ward to see you. Can you tell the nurses to let me in? We need to talk.” A dry chuckle escaped Joan's lips, and her face twisted into a frown that was quickly masked by a neutral expression when she saw Laura staring intently at her. “Are you sure you're fine?” Joan nodded with a forced smile. “I still have pain in my ankle.” “I'm sorry about that,” Laura replied, patting her shoulder gently. “You should go inside now so you can continue resting.” She opened her arms for a hug and Joan accepted it warmly.She waited until their cars pulled out of her compound before she returned into the mansion. Sitting down, she reread Keon's message again and anger burned up her throat. He knew she was sick and admitted at the hospital, and still wanted to talk about the company. How heartless could he be?‘Could he know about wha

After the final glance in the mirror, the dress combination she had envisioned finally fit. The navy-blue trousers and the white tucked-in button down shirt looked exceptionally sharp on her. She paired it with a pair of mid-height white heels, her wrist adorned with the gold watch Tristan had gifted her.She let out a sweet smile at her reflection and dashed out of the house.Once she finished the mountain of work waiting for her at Langley Corp, she might go to Keon’s house, if she wasn't too tired.By 8:00 AM sharp, Joan was walking into Langley Corp. The lobby was quietly busy as workers settled in for the day.She had barely finished her short prayers when Ivy came in with a stack of files.“Good morning, Ms. Evans,” he said, his smile warm as he gently set the files on the desk in front of Joan.“I hope you’re doing well today?”Joan returned his smile. “Yes, I’m much better. My ankles no longer hurt,” she said, a small laugh escaping her lips.Ivy nodded and bent slightly to c

“You should talk to Tristan about it before you decide. He loves you so much, he can't betray you.”Helen said it softly, doing everything she could to convince Joan. Joan didn't respond to her. She simply nodded and turned her face toward the window.She wasn't going to cry or let this break her down. Their relationship had been based on business at first, and she had been the one who hadn't guarded her heart well enough.The drive home fell into a deadly silence. Helen tried reaching out to her, but Joan wouldn't even look at her. Eventually, Helen stayed quiet in her seat, stealing glances at her every now and then.…………….Alice abruptly dropped the fork in her hand and pushed the food away, a deep frown settling on her face.“You said you sent Eliana's video to Joan?”Miriam nodded, still chewing the food in her mouth.“I thought she loved her. Why isn't she here then? A good mother should be here immediately after seeing that kind of video.”“Maybe she knew about the whole thing,

Joan kept glancing at her email, waiting for the meeting notice she had overheard Nolan say would be held today.Helen gently rubbed her back, then moved in front of her and perched on the edge of her makeup vanity. “Or maybe he wasn't planning to include you at all?”Joan shook her head as she dropped her phone onto the vanity and picked up her eyeshadow and brush.“A meeting can't be held without me there. He's only able to call a meeting because of his mother's position in the company,” Joan said firmly.Helen nodded, watching her with a small smile tugging at her lips. Despite how heartbroken Joan had been the other night, she still woke up happy and strong, as if nothing had happened.When Helen had asked about Tristan that morning, Joan had simply given her a small smile and waved the question off.Not wanting to spoil her mood, Helen didn't push it further. Joan was the definition of a strong, passionate woman who would never let a relationship affect her career.“Shall we?” Jo

“Keon has finally succeeded in destroying the company?” Alice muttered, her hand trembling as she tried dialing Keon's number.As the ringing stretched, so did her frustration. On the last ring, Keon answered.“Mom, I'll call you back. I'm about to enter Kimberly's ward.”A low hiss left Alice's lips. “Keon, where did I go wrong loving you as my son?”Inside Cape City Hospital, Keon stopped and stepped back from the ward entrance. Alice's choice of words that evening was concerning.He found a quieter spot to stand. “What's going on?”“The company is drowning and all you can think about is Kimberly,” Alice's voice rose sharply.“Mom, please,” he snapped. “This is not the time for this again. My wife is sick and I need to be there for her.”Alice let out a dry, angry laugh. “Let me ask you this,” she swallowed, signaling a maid nearby to bring her a chair.“Between Kimberly and Joan, who is capable of saving the family business?”Keon went silent. Alice's question was cutting, and as