"Right now, you can't eat me, though. I want you to be quiet for a while," Waverly muttered. The wolves failed to understand her, nor would they ever be able to. They continued to bite the bars. "How stupid, haha." she chuckled. Wasn't she the same as the wolves? She always insisted on doing the impossible, just because she had that ambition in her heart. In the end, she was getting starved to death and eaten by the wolves. Ah, now that she thought of it, it really was tragic. She only hoped that Bellamy wouldn't find out about her tragic death, for it would be too embarrassing for her. The sky quickly darkened, and the only dim source of light was that of a faraway streetlamp. The wolves still had not given up and were still biting the iron bars. Waverly closed her eyes to rest. After staying in such a terrible environment for a long time, she had gotten used to the pungent smell. After two more hours, footsteps approached an
Waverly understood the meaning behind his words but she refused to accept that Joseph had asked her to choose between Bellamy and Yazoo. She could no longer stay calm, "Do you think a person's life is that meaningless? These people all have parents, lovers, and friends. Yazoo used to have a good relationship with you when he was young." The corner of his mouth curled up and Joseph looked deeply into her eyes, "Whether their lives are meaningless or not, it all depends on you." Waverly was enraged that all her emotions welled up inside her heart, making her hot-blooded, blurring her rationality. She couldn't restrain nor compose herself anymore. She just wanted to act like a lunatic and tear off his mask. "Then, who am I to you? I am just an abandoned member of the Mccarthy family. What do you want to achieve by keeping me by your side? To fulfill your carnal desires? You get as many women as you want. By doing all this just to pressure me, you're out of yo
Waverly frowned. She was fun to toy with? Those words did not seem to be a compliment. He lowered his head and continued to type on his keyboard. Once in his youth, he had gone to the countryside to play. There had been a competition to see who could drive the cow to the finishing line first. Some of the cows would walk slowly, while others would walk even slower. Some of them had even stopped to eat some grass in the middle of the competition. When he pulled his cow to one side, the cow would go in the opposite direction. His cow was so stubborn that he couldn't drag it along no matter how hard he tried. Then, he had an idea and he extended the rope on the cow's nose. If he wanted to go South, he would deliberately pull the cow towards the North, causing the stubborn cow to head south. As soon as he let go of it, the cow would run fast. He felt that Waverly was like the cow, and, to some extent, she was even more stubborn tha
"If you can stop holding a grudge against me, I can do the same thing too. Waverly, could you do that?" Joseph asked meaningfully, looking at her with passionate eyes. Waverly had no idea what he meant by that sentence. Was he giving her a hint, a warning, or was he just plainly mocking her? She always felt that there were many emotions in his eyes that she wasn't able to decipher. She failed to answer him but instead looked at the door and changed the subject, "Why isn't the food here yet? I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts." He smirked and made a phone call, "Serve the dishes in three minutes or all of you will be fired and kicked out of the house." Waverly frowned, "If you become the emperor, you will also be a tyrant." "Do you think that Joshua and Yadriel are loyal to me?" he asked. Waverly nodded, "They are indeed incredibly loyal to you." "It's not just them. Ninety percent of my subordinates are extremely loyal to me. If I were to ask
Yadriel pursed his lips and stayed silent. Waverly smiled and looked at the time. If she were to head back at the moment, half an hour would definitely pass by the time she got to her room. She folded and broke the stem of a fully bloomed rose, saying, "I like roses, but if I were to pick them from where they initially grew, what do you think the result would be?" Yadriel glanced at the flower in Waverly's hands and said, "As long as you take good care of them and cultivate them carefully, even a small branch will flourish and sprout countless branches." Waverly was stunned for a moment. She had originally thought his answer would be that the rose would wither even faster. She looked at Yadriel and said, "You are quite a sweet-talker, attentive and good at observing people. No wonder you've been placed in such an important position by Joseph." "It's getting late. Madam should go back now. If you haven't had enough time to walk around, you could continue to
"Even after 5 years of marriage, I'm still a virgin. That's my answer to your question." Satisfied with her answer, Joseph's gaze became softer. As he looked as if he was bathed in the light, he said, "Rest then." Without hesitation, Waverly climbed onto the bed with her back facing him. Joseph stood still beside the bed. He stood there for exactly ten minutes. She had no idea the reason behind his actions and she chose to no longer look back at him as well. Most of the time, curiosity killed the cat. Turning around, Joseph went towards the door, turned off the lights, went out, and closed the door behind him. Waverly sat up. She was a little worried that Joseph would deploy some forces to harm Bellamy, so her heart was not at ease. She got up from the bed and quietly cracked the door open. There were no guards outside, so she walked out. Although she had been here a few times, she had always been led around by someone.
"Yadriel, let her go," Joshua said as he returned from outside. "You're going to go against his wishes again?" Yadriel frowned. "I'll take responsibility for all of this, so let her out," Joshua said. Yadriel pondered for a moment and frowned. However, he still stood aside. Seeing this, his men also stood aside. Waverly rushed out. However, after Waverly got out, she had no idea where she should go. The sound of gunshots had long disappeared and she was not familiar with the place. Even if she wanted to escape, how could Joshua let her go as she wished? She had to calm down. Although someone had just been killed, it was useless for her to check the victim's identity. What Waverly should do at the moment was to tell Bellamy that Joseph was going to kill him in the cooking competition and to let him be wary of Joseph's conspiracy and stop him. "What's wrong? Aren't you going out? Why aren't you leaving?" Joshua asked.
Joseph was furious, "If you are going to be like this the whole night, I'll be happy to accompany you." His words were firm and determined, making no one be able to refuse him. His aura was also incredibly domineering. Waverly felt powerless. Her circumstances at the moment were as if she had not eaten in days, and a piece of bread had appeared in front of her. However, she was afraid that the bread contained poison, so she hesitated to eat it! She still had many tasks to accomplish and she could not die just yet. Pride would suddenly become insignificant to her once he became stubborn enough. Generally speaking, in order to have such a mindset, one needed to go through multiple setbacks. Otherwise, there would always be a wrong judgment of the environment and the wrong judgment of oneself. She sighed, and the weight of her body sagged on him. She said, "If you want to be a king, with your talent, there are many ways you can succeed. You don't need t
The bullet pierced through his chest, and blood dyed Joseph's silver coat red immediately. "Joseph!" Waverly's eyes were bloodshot, and her roaring voice was choked. He looked at her, and wanted to smile, but he didn't have the energy to do so. He fell a few steps back, and leaned against the window. The sea breeze tousled his hair into a mess. "Let go of me!" Waverly struggled, but they were too strong and she couldn't escape. "Push him down, and make sure he dies," said the person who was holding Waverly captive. "No!" Waverly yelled, but her efforts were futile. They walked up to Joseph and pushed him down the window ruthlessly. She screamed, "Joseph Mccarthy!" The person who was grabbing Waverly released her all of a sudden, and she rushed to the window as fast as lightning. Then, she jumped into the sea without hesitation. Joseph had been shot, and his blood diffused into the sea rapidly. Waverly dived into the red pool of blo
Boris asked, "What's the solution?" Breddy answered, "We'll have to make her take the initiative to face it." Boris sighed, "That's easier said than done." Shaking his head, Breddy replied, "It's not too hard. You said it yourself that she's a kind person. She would even help a complete stranger, so what makes you think she won't save a person that's extremely important to her?" Boris was stunned. Breddy continued, "If this person was heavily injured for her, she would realize that there's someone in this world who still loves her, and she'll naturally want to stay in this world for a little longer. By then, she'll be willing to open up her heart." Boris took a pause, and said, "But who is this person?" To the Waverly Martell of the past, Bellamy was everything to her. However, at present, he was nothing. She cared about everyone, but she refused to let others care about her. It seemed as if she had already merged into the world, but th
Waverly frowned and looked at Breddy's left hand. She saw as he put the coin in his left hand, "What if I want you to jump off the top floor?" "Then I'll jump right down." Breddy said affirmatively. He raised his smile and looked incredibly confident. His character was like the calm deep blue sea, vast and far-reaching, which made her feel at ease. Waverly's eyes once again fell on his left hand. "Believe in what you've seen. Things aren't as complicated as they seem. It's just that simple," Breddy reminded her. Waverly pointed at his left hand. As expected, the coin was in the palm of his hand when he opened it. "You won. What do you want me to do?" asked Breddy. Waverly looked coldly at the man in front of her. She would even save a stranger whom she didn't know, so how could she ask Breddy, who was treating her, to seek death? She had no idea why, but judging by his self-confidence, he seemed like he was playing house with
Waverly hesitated. "Just talk to the psychiatrist. Perhaps he would give you new ideas and inspirations. Didn't we agree that will be better for our future?" Boris encouraged her. "We are leaving tomorrow. We might not have time. Thank you for your kindness," Waverly said. "I have made an appointment at ten o'clock in the evening in the hotel. He will come to the hotel," Boris said. "Y-you have arranged an appointment for me today?" Waverly had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart. Even after knowing the death of his girlfriend, Boris could still call a psychiatrist for her. Did he do so out of friendship, generosity or because he pitied her? "My girlfriend said that she wanted me to do my best to help others on her behalf," Boris said with a smile. "The heavens must have summoned her back to be an angel," Waverly comforted Boris. "I think so too." It was night. Waverly ate a little, took a shower, stayed in the r
Cadwell looked at the files in his hand. They were very thick. He flipped through them briefly. There were twelve pages in it. The files talked about a lot about the nation's history, analyzing the cause, the process, and the result of those incidents. It also explained a few things regarding Queen Danina and Prince Caesar. It analyzed their personalities and gave a prediction on what the future would be like. The analysis was flawless. Every word was written in perfect unison. He could prepare himself in times of danger, so he could exert the right amount of pressure when needed. Furthermore, she had given him two plans, one of which was to work with her and expand his diplomatic power in M Country. She represented the Mccarthy family and also the highest level of weapons. Of course, if he did not feel that such a cooperation was necessary, they would still maintain a good relationship. After all, there was no hatred between him and the Mccarthy family. He woul
"I was wrong. I've realized deeply that I was in the wrong. I should bad-mouth you rather than Madam. Mr. Mccarthy, I should offend you rather than offend Madam," Yadriel lowered his head and said in a low tone. Joseph stood up and walked up to him, "You feel wronged?" "I feel wronged on your behalf." Yadriel's eyes were red as he said, "Mr. Mccarthy, I know very well that even though you've treated her so well, she has never treated you fairly. As soon as Bellamy went to find her, she threw everything away. She didn't even want the title of Peace Lady and was willing to follow Bellamy again. Does she know how much effort, energy and time you've spent in order to earn the title of Peace Lady for her?" "She likes Bellamy, so naturally she doesn't need to think about what's fair or not with him," Joseph said clearly. "If so, why are you treating her so well?" Yadriel didn't understand Joseph's actions. "You're my best friend," Joseph said with sadness in his
Waverly sat down on the sofa, "How's your relationship with Madam Lenny?" "Oh, Madam Lenny has an excellent relationship with Queen Danina. In the past, I even had a meal with Queen Danina with her help," Thomas said. "Do you know why the relationship between her and Queen Danina is so good?" Waverly asked. "I can only say that Madam Lenny has brilliant judgement. In addition to that, she's quite capable. When Queen Danina wasn't a queen yet, they were already close friends." "Perhaps Madam Lenny invested quite a bit of effort in making Queen Danina the queen. Thus, their friendship is incredibly firm and unshakable. At the moment, Prince Caesar is one of the most popular heirs to the throne. Once he becomes king, perhaps Madam Lenny's status will become even more unwavering." "Besides that, according to what I know, Madam Lenny has a strong relationship with many other countries. If those strong countries join forces, then there's no way to break through
"When my friend sent me the video, I asked him to delete it immediately. I came here with a lot of sincerity. Since you've said so, I suppose we don't have to talk about the agreement anymore. I will leave Mexiland in a moment. I'd better not interfere with your business, lest I offend both parties," Waverly said coldly. "Who is your friend? If you don't tell me, I can only treat you as one of them. If you want to leave Mexiland, it won't be that easy," Thomas warned. "Joseph. It was Joseph who gave me the video," Waverly said and hung up. The phone rang with another call from Thomas. Waverly answered and her tone was impatient as she said, "Is there anything else?" "Why did Joseph do that? I don't have anything against him," Thomas didn't understand. "What he wants must be done. If you don't understand him, you can ask your friends about him. I have already told him not to do this, but you insisted on beating around the bush. According to my underst
Agnes smiled, "Okay." "Go rest," Waverly said and slowly closed the door. She stood by the window and looked at the traffic downstairs. Truth be told, she was quite far away and the road was so dark that she couldn't see much with her naked eyes. At most, she could feel the cars rushing by with their bright lights switched on. She wondered where the people in the cars were rushing to. Were they going home or going out to have fun? Did they have desires in their hearts or were they lost in pretense and living like a walking corpse, interacting with people every day? At the moment, she had no other choice but to march forward bravely. She didn't want to go back. She picked up her phone and blocked Bellamy's phone number with a cold and emotionless gaze. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart and she felt much more relaxed. She threw her phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, she laid on t