The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 341

Rebecca noticed the curious glances from her coworkers but paid them little mind. The people in her office were always eager for trivial gossip, and she had neither the time nor the interest for their empty chatter. As far as she was concerned, all that baseless speculation was just a waste of energy.

Right then, the office doors swung open and Joyce appeared—a presence impossible to ignore. She carried herself with the effortless poise of old money, dressed in a chic designer suit with a luxury handbag on her arm. Every detail, down to the delicate bracelet on her wrist, spoke of quiet opulence; even that unassuming piece of jewelry probably cost more than most people’s cars.

Her arrival sent a ripple of whispers through the staff. Who was she? Some guessed she was a major client; others wondered if she was a friend of the company’s executive team. Curiosity buzzed in the air.

Suddenly, someone whispered, “I’ve seen her in magazines! That’s Joyce Gellar, daughter of the Gellar family. She’s always on TV for interviews.”

“Oh, I remember now—it really is her!”

“What’s she doing here? Do you think she’s here to see the CEO?”

Garcia’s eyes hardened the moment she saw Joyce. Hearing the office gossip only made her more wary. Was this another rival for Dylan’s attention?

But while everyone watched, Joyce crossed the room and headed straight for Rebecca.

All eyes locked onto the two women, curiosity mounting by the second.

Rebecca was just as surprised. “Ms. Gellar, what brings you here?”

Joyce smiled warmly. “I knew you were working today, so I thought I’d stop by. I wanted to talk more about our collaboration. I hope I’m not interrupting anything?”

Rebecca quickly shook her head. “Not at all, you’re just in time. I wanted to discuss some details with you anyway. Let’s talk in the conference room.”

Joyce nodded, falling into step beside her as Rebecca led the way out.

No sooner had they left than the office erupted in whispers again.

“Wait... Ms. Gellar actually came to see Rebecca?”

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Mid-conversation, Joyce reached into her bag and pulled out a small, elegant box. She handed it to Rebecca with a smile.

Inside was a beautiful silk scarf—vivid colors, intricate patterns, a true work of art.

Rebecca blinked in surprise. “You didn’t have to get me a gift.”

Joyce just laughed. “I saw it while shopping earlier, and it looked perfect for you. I couldn’t resist.”

Still, Rebecca felt a bit awkward. As generous as Joyce was, they’d only met three times—it seemed a little early for gifts between acquaintances.