Chapter 14

Joyce didn't believe this woman, but the latter sounded too firm about it. The woman even knew about her past with Neal, and that made her feel uneasy. Had Neal actually fallen in love with someone else? But he'd loved her so much. How could he have developed feelings for another person so easily? Pursing her lips, Joyce eyed the woman before her. After a moment, she reluctantly declared, "I won't give up on him. I don't care who you are. Don't think about stealing him from me." The woman finally introduced herself. "I'm Hestia Carter. Feel free to try and take him from me." Hestia Carter raised her eyebrows at Joyce's threat, but she didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she found it amusing. How could Joyce even talk about stealing Neal from her? What a joke. Neal had already left her five years ago. Was she still living in the past, thinking that Neal belonged to her? Hestia eyed Joyce as if she were a laughingstock. After giving her a final once-over, she slowly went off in th