Chapter 315

Joyce noticed Shelly's hand. She dodged sideways at the same time,

grabbed Shelly's wrist, and, with a gentle pull, easily threw Shelly

behind herself.

Shelly, wearing high heels, could not control herself and fell to the

ground in a mess, clutching her arm and grunting in pain.

She cried out in aggravation, "Mom, look, she's bullying me again.”

Joyce was not surprised by Shelly's ability to paint what was white

black. She didn't want to continue to tangle with them and turned to

leave.

Jacqueline hurriedly helped Shelly up and saw Joyce about to leave.

She snapped and blocked, "Wait."

Joyce stopped in her tracks and looked back.

Jacqueline sneered for a while, "Joyce, don't think that by inheriting

Stephanie's shares, you can rise to the top. It's not that easy to get on

the board of directors, you need to get the approval of more than half of

the directors. I won't let you just have it."

Since she knew the will could not be changed, Jacqueline had been

lobbying around, trying to work with each of the directors. Hoping they

would all vote against it. As long as Joyce was not on the board, there

would always be an opportunity to bring her down.

Jacqueline also knew that Joyce's kidnapping, and Stephanie's murder,

had been handled together as just one case, and should be the work of

the same person, so that Joyce's inheritance of Stephanie's estate

would no longer be disputed.

For her, this was extremely bad news.

She must think long and hard about other ways to trip Joyce up, make

Joyce make mistakes, and eventually take back her shares.

Joyce smiled lightly and shook her head, "Auntie, I don't think you've

been clear about the situation.”

She took a few steps closer to Jacqueline.

The stern gaze forced Jacqueline to take a few steps backwards.

Shelly hastily clutched Jacqueline's arm, as if she was protecting her

mother.

Joyce felt funny inside her heart. She really could not understand them.

They had never even won once, and obviously in their heart they were

afraid of her. However, they just had to come up again and again to

provoke her. It was really interesting that they didn't give up.

"Auntie, have you ever thought about the one who killed Grandma, and

kidnapped me. If it's really the same person, then who did it? What

exactly is his purpose? If it's against THE Warner family, do you really

think, you are safe?"

At that, Joyce got even closer and she said, word for word, right next to

Jacqueline’s ear, “With such a crazy guy at large, he would certainly

come to us again. You better close up all your windows and doors. After

all, we still don’t know who the next target might be."

After saying that, she shrugged gracefully with an indifferent look, "See

you around then.”

Jacqueline was creeped out by Joyce's warning.

Joyce actually had a point! What if they were actually looking for her?

"Mom, she left happily again." Shelly was so angry she stomped her

foot.

Every time she tried to cause some troubles for Joyce, things just

wouldn't work out the way she had wanted them to.

Jacqueline came back to her senses, and only then did she feel that

she was surprisingly swayed by Joyce again.

She was remorseful. She had lived half her life; how could she not be

able to fight a mere Joyce?

She looked around and began to wonder within her mind that this was

clearly near the maternity department.

"Joyce is really here for gastroenteritis? She could just call Jamie. Is

there something fishy about it?" Jacqueline muttered.

Did she need to double check to see what Joyce was really doing at St.

Maria Hospital?