Novel & Cerita Mansion Inside Joyce Meyers House

Then, she released the handbrake and drove to the Michaels Residence. When she arrived, she drove into the yard and parked her car there. Then, she walked into the house. Joyce was in the backyard trimming a bonsai. When she saw Jean, a smile immediately appeared on her face. "Jean, what brings you here today?" "Joyce, I have something very important to discuss with you." When Joyce saw Jean's serious expression, her smile slowly disappeared. She glanced at Mrs. Jones, who was standing beside her, and Mrs. Jones got the message at once.

From our talks, I was under the impression she had a LOT of rich friends. "I would be honored to take a look at your home," I told her honestly. "You're just as great as she said," the woman gushed. "My name is Joyce, by the way. Could you come to my property today and have a look around?" "Absolutely!" I said happily. I took down her information and planned to meet her in an hour. I quickly looked up the house online and my jaw dropped. It was even more opulent than Gladys and Bert's place. It could easily list for sixty million, if not more. It was basically the size of a hotel.

My ankle still throbbed but I fancied I would be fine with a shower over at Joyce place. No one was outside right now. Maybe, they weren't back from their respective place of work. The only thing that made the estate look inhabited was a little gateman's shack at the left-hand side of the place. Joyce had confided to me that she oftentimes sat there to beat the boredom at bay if she wasn't allowed to go out of the estate. It annoyed her that she resulted in that but seeing that she has no choice, she had to take what she can get.

She pressed a button on her wheelchair, and it started moving on its own. I turned to say goodbye to the other maids, but they stared at me like I had two heads. So, I just told Lucia and Amy I’d see them later. They smiled and nodded. Granny showed me around the mansion. It felt like paradise. The chandelier sparkled like real diamonds. Everything looked expensive, from the furniture to the decorations. It was like a dream. She told me the other maids didn’t live in the main house. They stayed in separate quarters on the right side of house. It didn't come as a surprise to me because I already heard that the Belfords owned the biggest house in New York.

Martin suddenly called out to Nicole. "Yeah. Why not?" Nicole turned around and followed Martin. Concurrently, Max had walked into Jared's office after placing a few knocks on the door to report something to his employer. "Mr. Johnston, we've gotten some intel about the McCarthy family." Jared looked up at Max. "Speak up." "We've found Joyce in a private mansion located in the outskirts of town. The McCarthy who had returned to the country earlier was indeed Joyce," Max said, telling Jared about all the information he had gathered.

Jace said. Mia nodded, “I'm fine with that.” She said, following them inside the house. As she had guessed, the inside of the house was modern. The tiles were large and white, polished to a sheen that she could clearly see her reflection on it. Rattan baskets filled with flowers were on either side of the hallway they walked through. “This is the living room,” Jace said, gesturing at the large space. “The guest livingroom.” Of course, they had a guest livingroom, Mia thought. 'They're rich,’ Cassey commented the obvious to her.

"What a foolish woman. What are all these servants in the house for? Do you need to personally go fetch things?" Joyce came from a modest background. In Priscilla's eye, she had too many faults and couldn't consider the bigger picture. But Joyce had already walked away. It was unclear if she had heard her or not. Joyce followed Bentley to the gate. Then, Bentley opened the trunk of the car. It was filled to the brim with dietary supplements that Jeffrey had prepared for Joyce, Priscilla, and Rosa. Bentley leaned inside to retrieve the items while Joyce dismissed the servants who came to help.

Jace said. Mia nodded, “I'm fine with that.” She said, following them inside the house. As she had guessed, the inside of the house was modern. The tiles were large and white, polished to a sheen that she could clearly see her reflection on it. Rattan baskets filled with flowers were on either side of the hallway they walked through. “This is the living room,” Jace said, gesturing at the large space. “The guest livingroom.” Of course, they had a guest livingroom, Mia thought. 'They're rich,’ Cassey commented the obvious to her.

Bernard turned his head away in objection. As it seemed like he could not get away from them, he tried to communicate with Joyce to get some help. But he found that she was not inside the mansion. Joyce had actually moved out of the mansion to live with Beryl as the house got too crowded with the guests. Also, they could not get enough alone time with all the old wolves trying to interfere with their mating. Drake sighed and let the trio pull him down the stairs without much resistance. When they all got down, they saw someone familiar kneeling on the floor.

It also has its own five bathroom. The maid's quarter is located at the back of the mansion. It is literally like a house. With terrace, living room, bathroom! I can't believe this. I thought that the maids are staying in a room like the usual. But no. They are living at a fully furnished house! "We are not allowed to talk to each other or even look at each other while we are working." Joy said. She accompanied me to my room. It is a huge one with a king-size bed. It is even better than my room back in our house.