Chapter 1724: Lack Of Dominance

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.

By the time it was 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Joyce received a text

message from an unknown sender. It contained a location.

The location was some distance from the Warner residence, and it

would take about fifty minutes to drive there. It seemed that the other

party had timed it well and was well aware of her whereabouts.

Joyce informed Darrin, and she drove alone to the location Athena

sent.

It was a café situated at the foot of a mountain. It had a large area and

was surrounded by carefully trimmed greenery, creating an appealing

atmosphere.

Darrin, accompanied by several bodyguards, arrived shortly after and

took positions in the surrounding area.

Joyce entered the café, and it was evident that she was the first to

arrive. The café had been cleared out, leaving only two waiters

standing behind the counter.

Joyce sat down at a window seat, choosing an angle that would allow

Darrin to monitor and protect her at any time. It was a safer position.

A waiter approached her and asked, "Hello, what would you like to

drink?"

Joyce looked up and asked in return, "Since this place is reserved for

someone, didn't you order afternoon tea in advance?"

The waiter was momentarily taken aback and shook his head. "We only

received notice from the boss that we're not open this afternoon, except

for two female customers."

"So, how did you know that I'm one of the two female customers your

boss mentioned? What ifl'm just passing by and came in for a cup of

coffee?" Joyce leaned back in her seat, a smirk playing on her lips as

she posed the question.

The waiter was caught off guard by the question and didn't know how

to respond.

Joyce let out a cold laugh and pointed to a glass screen behind the

front desk. "Bring her out. I'm already here, so why would she hide and

not show herself?"

The waiter glanced discreetly in the direction indicated by Joyce's gaze,

her eyes filled with guilt. She looked at Joyce, realizing that the woman

before her was perceptive and had seen through her. A few words were

enough to leave her speechless.

"Clap, clap, clap!" A round of applause rang out as Athena slowly

emerged from behind the screen.

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 ime 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.