Joseph just came out of the rest room and felt a cold wind blew from the balcony. He sneezed twice and instantly felt a little cold behind his neck.
Then he answered the phone from Mark the housekeeper. Mark talked about it for a long time to ask him to come back the Beckhams' Mansion and make up with Harrison.
It was the same speech all the time. Mark was more and more garrulous now. Joseph respect him as an old housekeeper of their family for so many years. He undertook what he said but he had never been back to the house.
“Mr. Beckham.”
When Joseph was about to leave, he saw a figure standing in front of him. She was wearing a knee length gauze skirt with her hair coiled up and a silver crown hairpin pinned to her chestnut brown hair.
From the point of Joseph's taste, he usually thought this kind of look was not eye-catching and won't pay attention to it. However, he remembered Hayden had the same hairpin, which attracted him. The clothes that Hayden matched were more elegant than the girl's in front of him.
“Yes?” He asked the girl.
"Mr. Beckham, you don't remember me, do you?" The girl in the tender yellow dress looked at Joseph and asked. Seeing his vacant face, she tried to curb her temper.
“Do we meet before?”
“I’m Belinda Mason, the cousin of Chelsea.”
Joseph stared her up calmly and felt her a little familiar.
That was not a good memory. He remembered that on the day when he first took office in Downey Group, he happened to catch sight of Belinda was creating difficulties for Hayden.
He knitted his brows and asked, “What’s matter?”
Belinda felt angry for his being indifferent and her face turned red. However, she could not lose her temper in front of him. "I think you should be very interested in the matter about Hayden, Mr. Beckham."
Joseph darted a glance at her gravely.
He said, “I don’t think it’s necessary to hear her story from the others.”
"What about the thing that she had sex with another man?" Belinda stopped him in an urgent voice. "Do you think she would tell you such a thing herself? Mr. Beckham, you are not so naive, are you?"
Joseph stopped his steps, and looked back at her coldly.
“What?”
"Michelle told me that on the night of Hayden's 18th birthday, she had sex with several men. She is a whore! You still regard her as a treasure. Aren't you afraid that others will take you as a fool?"
Joseph's face went gloomier after hearing this. Before Belinda could react, he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the next lounge.
“What are you doing? Stop!”
Belinda struggled in horror but stepped on the ribbon on her dress by accident and stumbled on the sofa.
Joseph leaned down with his hands on both sides of the single sofa which Belinda was on. And his face was clouded.
The smell of Cologne on him was refreshing, which made Belinda blushed and her heart beat fast. She said trembly, "Please... Don't mess with me."
Joseph sneered, with a little contempt in his eyes, "Believe it or not, if I hear what you have said just now again, I will make you a whore."
Belinda instantaneously felt that her heart stopped beating. All her beautiful thoughts about the sex with Joseph were completely destroyed. The extremely cold penetrated her limbs. For the first time, she experienced the evil of Joseph.
However, she was a spoiled young lady. Although she was afraid of his threat, she still retorted with her self-esteem, "What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can inquire about it..."
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