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Chapter 1726: No Return
Chapter 1726: No Return
After finishing her words, Joyce stood up, "Miss Ballard, if your purpose for meeting me today is to
force me to sign the divorce papers, then your plan has gone astray."
She provocatively looked at Athena, "I absolutely won't sign. Even if this divorce agreement was
personally brought to me by Luther, it would be the same. Not to mention if it's you who brought it. I am
very skilled at dragging things out. You can give it a try, see how long I can drag this on. And whether
or not you can afford it. As long as I don't sign, you will remain the mistress. You can drag it out until
your looks fade and you have no capital left. You will forever be unable to shake off the identity of a
mistress. Why wouldn't I be happy about that?"
After finishing her words, a smile blossomed on Joyce's lips, instantly overshadowing everything
around her.
Athena was completely stunned, unable to find a reason to retort. From childhood to adulthood,
besides Luther, no one could make her back down. Joyce was the second person.
What a formidable tongue she had.
When Athena regained her composure, she realized she was seething with anger.
She couldn't tolerate being in a disadvantageous position.
She thought and thought, finally finding her counterattack, "I didn't expect you to have such thick skin.
You insist on clinging to the Warner family. Brother Luther doesn't love you anymore, what's the point of
forcing yourself on him? Let me tell you, even if you don't sign, I have other ways, and I can resort to
legal procedures. You won't eat the wedding feast but you'll get the wedding punishment. When the
divorce comes, you'll leave with nothing, no assets, no dignity. Don't blame me for not giving you a
chance. If you're sensible, you'll sign now. I will talk to him and make sure he gives you more alimony."
Joyce leisurely picked up the black coffee in front of her. She calmly added sugar and cream, adjusting
it to her taste. Only then did she take a gentle sip.
Athena suddenly stood up, unable to bear it any longer, "Are you trying to delay the matter,
meaninglessly? You're just a abandoned woman, accept your fate. I am the one who will spend my life
with Brother Luther!"
Joyce drank her coffee and suddenly looked up.
Their gazes met in Athena's eyes.
"You seem to have forgotten something," Joyce said.
"What?" Athena was puzzled.
"You forgot that I am the young marshal of a warlord," Joyce reminded her.
"So what?" Athena's expression was disdainful, even if she mentioned her own background, she had a
noble lineage. She didn't necessarily regard warlords highly.
"It seems you don't understand Pascaylia's laws," Joyce tutted, shaking her head. "I am in a military
marriage with Luther. If a military spouse requests a divorce, they must obtain the consent of the
military personnel. Otherwise, the military personnel has the right to veto. You didn't even know about
this? Don't be foolish, only I can propose the agreement. Sue? He doesn't even have the qualification
to sue. Since this marriage began, only I can decide when it will end. Unless I have committed a major
fault, but obviously, the fault doesn't lie with me. What a pity."
"What did you say?"
Athena felt a surge of anger in her chest, almost suffocating her. She never expected this twist. After
Joyce's words, it became clear that military marriages were protected by the law and couldn't go
through the regular legal procedures.
So, as long as this wretched woman refused to divorce, Brother Luther couldn't regain his freedom?
This was something she never anticipated.
Today, she had intended to force Joyce to divorce and humiliate her in the process.
Unexpectedly, not only did she fail to achieve her wish, but she was also played by Joyce. Now, she
was utterly humiliated!
Unable to hold back her emotions any longer, Athena slammed the table and stood up, "Joyce, do you
not want to leave here alive today? How dare you provoke me like this!"
As Athena slammed the table, several black-clad individuals emerged from behind the cafe screen,
each holding a weapon. The two waiters had long disappeared.
Joyce's eyes turned cold. Indeed, Athena was not simple; she came prepared. Being born into the
Ballard Group, Athena had been exposed to extraordinary things from a young age. Unlike Charlotte,
she didn't need external forces; she could control them herself. Athena was the ultimate boss.
However, all of this was trivial to Joyce; she had seen grander scenes. It was nothing surprising.
Joyce stood up and calmly walked past Athena. She suddenly patted Athena's shoulder.
"This is a matter between the two of us, calling somany people might not be a good idea," Joyce said.
Athena sneered, "Whether it's good or not doesn't matter. What matters is that you must sign today."
Currently, Joyce was pressing on Athena's injured shoulder, causing her intense pain. It was a
gnawing, piercing pain that she would likely carry for the rest of her life. This severe gunshot wound
couldn't fully heal, and Joyce was the one who inflicted it upon her. How could she swallow this?
Athena's reaction made Joyce suspicious.
She noticed that Athena seemed to be in great pain, with cold sweat on her face. It was unusual
because nothing seemed outwardly wrong with Athena's clothes. Why was she in so much pain?
Joyce moved closer and caught a faint whiff of antiseptic.
Her suspicion grew. Could it be a gunshot wound? Only a gunshot wound would cause such severe
aftereffects. And not just an ordinary caliber gun; it must have been a high-caliber firearm or a sniper
rifle.
In her mind, a flash of Otis's death appeared.
She had shot the black-clad woman in the shoulder with a sniper rifle. Thinking back, it seemed to be
on this side. To further test Athena, she pressed down forcefully, applying pressure near the wound
without mercy.
Sure enough, Athena cried out in pain and couldn't hold it in any longer.
Joyce narrowed her eyes.
Could it be that Athena was the mysterious black-clad woman? The cruel woman who conspired with
Otis to kidnap Anderson? Was it possible?
If it were true, then Athena's appearance from beginning to end was all aimed at her.
This was a long-standing conspiracy! It wasn't simply about a first love or a mistress trying to rise in
status. No wonder she always felt that something was off. It turned out the situation wasn't so simple.
This explained why Luther never contacted her.
Athena forcefully pushed Joyce away. After enduring the pain, she took a few deep breaths to regain a
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"Joyce, you reap what you sow. Today, there's no turning back for you," Athena said, about to snap her
fingers and have her people act.
Unexpectedly, Joyce suddenly smiled enchantingly.