Female Novel
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 ifI'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 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.novelbin
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.