Female Novel
Chapter 1735: Striking At The Root
Chapter 1735: Striking at the Root
"Anderson, it's time for you to go to sleep. Mommy will discuss things with Uncle Darrin, okay?"
Anderson obediently nodded, "Okay."
Joyce turned to Darrin and said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll settle him first."
"Sure, I'll check some information. You go ahead." Darrin picked up his laptop and headed to the sofa
in the living room. He noticed the late-night snack on the table and asked, "Do you and Anderson want
to eat a bit more?"
Joyce shook her head, "I'm not hungry. You can finish the snack." She had no appetite, having
hurriedly taken a few bites earlier. At this moment, her mind was preoccupied with the new
developments, and she needed space to think.
Darrin replied, "Alright."
"Oh, by the way, check the records of my stay at Manderson Hospital during my time at Mufron,"
Joyce's eyes lit up as she suddenly said, "See if there were any other special patients during my
hospitalization."
Darrin understood what Joyce meant, "Oh, I got it. Let me hack into the patient information system of
the other party and carefully investigate. Leave it to me."
At this moment, Anderson peered out and asked, "Hack into their system? Can you do it? Do you want
me to help?"
Darrin glanced at Anderson disapprovingly, "Don't underestimate me. Go to sleep quickly. I'm an expert
in this field too, just not as young as you to have learned it."
Anderson stuck out his tongue at Darrin. Kane was gone, and now there was Darrin. That was fine too;
he had someone to play with.
"Mommy, let's go. Can I play games with Uncle Darrin in the future?"
Joyce nodded, then took Anderson to wash up and brush his teeth, making sure everything was set.
She stayed with him in his room for a while.
With the lights off, the room was enveloped in darkness. Joyce gently stroked Anderson's back,
soothing him to sleep. She knew that Anderson must be restless tonight, recalling his past experience
of being kidnapped. She wanted to accompany him and wait until he fell into a deep sleep before
leaving.
The thought that both her children had fallen into Athena's hands made her breathe faster, and her
mood grew more restless.
If their analysis was correct, then Alisha might still be alive and in Athena's hands.
Athena had met her that afternoon, forcing her to divorce, but she didn't use Alisha as leverage. It
meant that Athena had bigger plans, deeper conspiracies, and didn't need to threaten them with Alisha.
That was what scared her the most and made her worry.
After a while, Anderson's breathing finally became steady.
He had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and she had tried to soothe him. It wasn't easy for
him to finally fall asleep soundly. Joyce got up from Anderson's room and returned to the living room.
Darrin had finished his late-night snack, and the empty plate was on the side.
Mr. Arnold came over and took the plate, a satisfied expression on his face as he watched Darrin
diligently at work. When he saw Joyce come out, he quickly approached and asked, "Is Anderson
asleep?"
"Yes," Joyce nodded.
Mr. Arnold turned and brought over a bowl of bird's nest congee, saying, "Mrs. Warner, you're pregnant
with twins. You need to take care of your health. Please drink this bowl of bird's nest congee."
Joyce took it from Mr. Arnold, "Thank you, I will." Although she didn't have much of an appetite at the
moment, she would force herself to finish it for the sake of her unborn children.
She walked over to Darrin and scooped a spoonful of congee, slowly sipping it. She asked, "So, did
you find anything?"
Darrin looked up, "Yes. I'm quite certain that Athena was treated at Manderson Hospital. She was in a
coma for ten years, and during that time, she must have been at Manderson Hospital. Although I
couldn't find her name in the records, based on the dates of hospitalization, special care, confidentiality
measures, and the source of payment from the Ballard Group, I can deduce that it was her!"
A cold smile crossed Joyce's lips. "So, she was in the same hospital as me. After she woke up, she
must have found out about Alisha. At that time, we were at Christian's house, and although Christian
mentioned things about his sister, he always held back. We analyzed that his sister hadn't died, and it
seems to be true."novelbin
"Exactly. Christian's ambiguous attitude made both of us suspicious. This way, everythingcan be
explained logically. After Athena woke up, she concealed it from Christian and obtained information
about Alisha. Then, when Christian held a funeral for Alisha, Athena manipulated the situation. So,
Christian must not know that Alisha is still alive. Athena must have hidden her. Afterward, Athena
frequently appeared in Rohomes and the Capital, colluding with Otis. It was probably to get close to
you and target Anderson," analyzed Darrin.
Joyce agreed, "If everything goes as expected, that's likely how it happened."
"Mr. Warner must know, but he can't tell us. He's afraid of provoking Athena, that crazy woman, which
would be detrimental to Alisha. I wrongly blamed Mr. Warner before. Commander, please don't blame
me. I always had some doubts about his actions," Darrin expressed with a hint of apology.
Joyce smiled, "You haven't been with him for long, so it's normal to have doubts. There's no point in
discussing it now. Since he chose not to tell us, it certainly means the situation is not optimistic.
Therefore, even if we know, we have to pretend we don't. We can't act rashly. With Athena's vigilance,
she must be monitoring Luther from all angles. If we expose ourselves, he will be exposed too."
Darrin closed his laptop and agreed, "The commander is right. So, what do we do next?"
Joyce took a few more sips of her congee, her eyes narrowing as she pondered.
After finishing her congee, she suddenly brightened, "Since we can't confront Athena directly, let's start
with our cooperation with Reuben. Let's start with OGW and the forces behind Athena."
"Using a strategy to strike at the root?" Darrin's voice raised in excitement.
"Yes, exactly. Let's find a way to undermine Athena's support. Without her allies, the rest will fall into
place," Joyce's lips curved with a confident smile.
Chess, one move at a time.
If they couldn't confront the situation head-on, they would find a way to circle around from behind.