Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1724

Chapter 1724: Lack of Dominance

On the other side.

Joyce continued to live a peaceful life in the Warner family.

She continued to send and pick up Anderson from school, prepared exquisite meals, and even had the trees and flowers in the courtyard trimmed.

Darrin went out every day at a regular time to search for information.

Joyce went about her daily routine without any abnormalities. Even when she received calls from Jacqueline and Shelly, who were overseas, after seeing the news, she responded casually.

During this time, she also made a visit to JK Intelligence to arrange the recent work.

Both the Warner residence and the vicinity of the company were clearly being watched by reporters, but the reporters didn't dare to approach and inquire. After all, she was a young marshal, not an ordinary singer, and the media was cautious around her.

On this day, Joyce's phone rang, and she received an unfamiliar call.

The incoming number was from overseas and clearly a fake online number.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Her intuition told her that if she just waited patiently, the person who was looking for her would definitely appear, and the one who needed to find her would eventually show themselves.

As long as she could remain patient, the other party wouldn't be able to sit still.

Indeed, she finally received the call.

Joyce stood up and walked to the window.

In the courtyard, the spring sunlight was just right, casting a golden glow over everything. The grass was lush green, and the surroundings were adorned with various blooming flowers that swayed gently in the breeze, creating a beautiful scene that was pleasing to the eye.

She pressed the answer button, her voice pleasant and melodious.

"Hello, who is this? May I ask who you're looking for?"

On the other end of the phone, a cold female voice sounded, not too loud but with a provocative tone. "You must be Joyce, right? Let's meet at a café at 2 o'clock this afternoon. I'll send you the address by text message."

"Okay," Joyce readily agreed.

The other party promptly hung up the phone.

At this moment, Darrin walked over from behind Joyce and asked, "Any developments from the other side?"

Joyce nodded. "Yes, she said she wants to meet me. She'll send the address to my phone. If I'm not mistaken, she is Christian's sister, Athena."

She turned around, a curve forming on her lips. "She has finally shown up, faster than I expected."

"Are you going?" Darrin asked.

"Of course. It's such a good opportunity, why wouldn't I meet her?" Joyce sat down by the sofa, picked up the cup of tea in front of her, and took a sip.

Darrin pondered for a moment. "What if it's a trap, or if she has other plans to harm you? Marshal, I'm worried. I'll go with you to protect you discreetly. And I plan to bring a few people, just in case."

Joyce agreed. "Yes, that's fine. Although I don't think her intention in finding me is to harm me. Otherwise, she wouldn't need to openly seek me out; she could have attacked me in secret. She must have other motives. I'll know once I meet her."

"Alright. It's better to be safe than sorry. I'll make the necessary preparations."

After saying that, Darrin quickly left the living room to make arrangements.

When meeting Joyce, Athena naturally didn't use a wheelchair. Since Luther had exposed her intact legs, she no longer needed to pretend with the wheelchair. Originally, she had only wanted to gain Luther's pity and guilt. Since she couldn't achieve her goal, there was no need to continue the charade.

Today, Athena wore her favorite Japanese-style kimono dress, with a black base embroidered with bright pink cherry blossoms. Each cherry blossom was adorned with golden thread, exuding an extravagant aura. Her ink-black hair cascaded down, and her porcelain-doll-like delicate face was deliberately made up with heavy makeup. Smoky eyeliner, slender eyebrows, blood-red lips, and a dark and sinister aura that couldn't be concealed, she resembled a displayed voodoo doll.

It was the first time Joyce had seen Athena, and she was somewhat surprised.

If it was about beauty, Athena was undeniably beautiful, but if it was about an evil aura, Athena had that in abundance.

Joyce herself was dressed in a beige suit today, elegant and dignified. She hadn't even bothered to put on makeup or dress up. She felt that all the effort was unnecessary.

Athena approached, and although Joyce had seen her in photos and had some previous contact with her, this was the first time she had seen her up close for an extended period. Waves of sourness welled up in her heart. The Joyce before her, pure in beauty, graceful in demeanor, naturally exuding strength, didn't need any fancy clothes or makeup.

In comparison, Athena's efforts seemed unnecessary.

This made Athena extremely unhappy.

Joyce, with her first words, identified herself as Mrs. Warner and referred to Athena as Miss Ballard, clearly asserting her dominance and openly displaying their respective identities and positions.

Damn it, Joyce, she introduced herself as Mrs. Warner right from the start and called her Miss Ballard, clearly asserting her dominance and exposing their respective identities.

Joyce had cut Athena short before she even began.

Joyce's opening move caught Athena off guard, making her furious inside.

This woman, Joyce, should not be underestimated.