Chapter 1713: Can He Still Be Trusted?


    Chapter 1713: Can He Still Be Trusted?


    Joyce realized that the problem was far more serious than she had imagined.


    She stood up and paced back and forth in the living room, reying recent events in her mind, trying to


    find the connections.


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    But no matter how she thought about it, she couldn''te up with any clues.


    At that moment, her phone rang again.


    She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at her phone. The caller ID showed Juanita''s name. She


    hesitated for a moment, but if she didn''t answer Juanita''s call, Juanita would only be more


    worried.


    After answering the call, sure enough, Juanita''s voice came through screaming, "Oh my god, Joyce,


    you just returned to Khebury, what on earth happened? Mr. Warner''s first love from ten years ago is


    back? Is it true or not?"


    The voice was too loud, and Joyce couldn''t bear such a high decibel level. She couldn''t help but close


    one eye.


    "Maybe it''s true, maybe it''s not," she replied vaguely.


    "What kind of answer is that?" Juanitained, "Tell me quickly, what''s going on? Mr. Warner has


    another first love? I''ve never heard of it before, and I''ve been at R&S Group for quite some time. I


    wouldn''t have missed such a big gossip. I always thought you were his first love."


    Joyce rubbed her temples. "Juanita, the situation is a bitplicated. I can''t exin it right now. Just


    focus on taking care of yourself and don''t get involved in these matters. Karl must have advised you as


    well, so listen to him."


    "He told me not to get involved, that it''s a matter between you and Mr. Warner. But how can I not ask?


    You two have been through so much, and you finally had some peace for a few days, and now a first


    love suddenly appears to intervene between you." Juanita shouted.


    "All I can say is that there is such a person, but there may be some inconsistencies," Joyce exined,


    "Give me some time at least. I will handle it."


    "Joyce, no matter what, don''t believe those rumors. I believe in Mr. Warner, and I believe in my own


    intuition. Mr. Warner is not that kind of person. The way he looks at you, his actions towards you, it''s all


    filled with deep affection, and everyone can see it. I don''t believe any other woman can take advantage


    of that, even if he had a first love, it''s already in the past." Juanita said.


    Joyce responded with a nomittal "Hmm."


    "And you absolutely cannot back down, and you absolutely cannot let things escte. You must drive


    that woman away, do you understand? This is not the time to prioritize your pride. Think about


    Anderson, think about the fact that you''re pregnant with twins. Don''t be reserved when ites to


    matters of the heart, understand? Don''t hide away just because you''ve been hurt, and end up helping


    others, understand?"


    Joyce rubbed her forehead, epting Juanita''s advice. "I understand. I won''t."


    If it was just about a woman, things would be simple.


    But it was probably not that simple at all.


    "Juanita, another call ising in, I''ll hang up now," Joyce nced at her phone and saw that her


    mother Cecelia was calling.


    "Okay, remember, if you need someone to talk to, remember to call me. If you need advice, remember


    to ask me! Bye."


    "Okay," Joyce replied before switching to Cecelia''s call.


    "Mom, did you call me?" Her voice sounded calm.


    Cecelia''s gentle voice came through, "Joyce, have you been experiencing severe morning sickness


    recently? Do you need me toe and take care of you for a few days?"


    Cecelia''s wording was tactful, indicating that she already knew about the situation. Joyce naturally


    understood that her mother was asking how she was doing and if she needed their support.


    She replied, "Mom, I''m fine. I''m used to being here, everything is good. Don''t worry, everything is


    normal."


    Unlike Juanita, Cecelia was calm and reserved. "Since you say so, I naturally feel relieved. The military


    is changing defense positions at the border these days. When Mr. Dewey passes through Khebury, I''ll


    have him bring some things for you to eat and use. You''ll find them useful."


    Joyce paused for a moment. It was probably not just about food and necessities. If Mr. Dewey was


    making a trip alone, there must be something else important, whether it was equipment or tools.


    "Okay, thank you, Mom," Joyce replied. "I''m sorry for worrying you"How could I be worried? I hope I


    can help in any way possible. Don''t worry about the Capital, I''ll take care of it. I''ll hang up now, you


    must be busy with many things." Cecelia spoke softly.


    "Yeah, goodbye, Mom."


    After hanging up the phone, Joyce let out a heavy sigh. As expected, her phone had been ringing non-


    stop. Almost everyone who needed to call her had already done so.


    She needed to catch her breath. Cecelia understood her well, not probing too deeply and offering help


    without burdening her. It was warm enough to have a mother like her, a true blessing in life.


    After taking a short break, Darrin returned to the Warner residence after dropping off Anderson. He


    reported to Joyce, "General, I''ve taken care of everything at the kindergarten. There won''t be any


    private discussions."


    Joyce nodded.


    Just then, Mr. Arnold suddenly walked in. "Mrs. Warner, someone has returned in Mr. Warner''s car. He


    said he wants to collect Mr. Warner''s everyday clothes and personal items. I don''t know this driver, but


    he has a handwritten letter from Mr. Warner."


    Darrin was taken aback. "Collecting personal items? Is Mr. Warner not nning toe home? Is he


    moving out?"


    He turned to look at Joyce, his expression displeased. "General, in that case, can you still trust him?"


    Mr. Arnold spoke solemnly, "I want to say something. I''ve watched Mr. Warner grow up. I''ve never


    heard of his first love. Mrs. Warner, you must trust him. It''s impossible."


    Joyce stood up and walked towards Mr. Arnold. "Where''s the letter? Let me see."


    Mr. Arnold handed over a letter with both hands.


    Darrin quickly walked to Joyce''s side.


    Joyce opened the letter, and indeed, it was Luther''s handwriting. It listed a general inventory. Ten suits,


    six overcoats, matching shirts, shoes, ties, cufflinks, and everyday items... Thest line read, "Hand


    over to the new driver."


    She furrowed her brows and said to Mr. Arnold, "Bring him in."


    Mr. Arnold nodded respectfully and went out to bring the driver in.


    "You''re the new driver?" Joyce nced at the person, a tall figure with broad shoulders and a narrow


    waist, with a slightly fierce appearance.


    "What''s your name?" she asked casually.


    The new driver was arrogant and lifted his chin. "Mr. Warner didn''t tell me to say."


    Darrin found his attitude extremely unpleasant.


    Joyce smiled and didn''t pursue the matter.


    Darrin whispered in Joyce''s ear, "He looks skilled, definitely more than just a driver. His movements


    suggest he''s trained. He''s more than meets the eye."


    Joyce understood in her heart. Her gaze shifted downward, finally resting on the driver''s wrist, where a


    small portion of a tattoo was revealed.


    Her eyes narrowed. Karl had reminded her, and now she was seeing a tattoo like this again.


    OGW!!


    Indeed, everything was connected to OGW and couldn''t be separated from it.