"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Waverly handed the phone to Hayley and took her bag, "Since you are here, let's go to the bank to withdraw some money." "Okay, Madam." Hayley followed her. Waverly went in to withdraw money. Her cell phone rang and she dug it out of her bag. It seemed that it was still from Joseph, so she frowned and answered it. "Where are you?" He asked in a cold voice. "I'm buying groceries outside and now I'm withdrawing money from the bank. I will be going back to cook. What's the matter?" She asked. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" He said in a gloomy voice. "I didn't hear it. What's wrong?" She replied calmly. "Haha." He sneered, which was very sarcastic, as if he had figured something out. "I have found out who shot you. I believe you are very interested in knowing." She thought of the man who raised his gun at her, but he did not shoot because of Yazoo's protection. However, Joseph's tone was full
It was not that she had not thought of that method. She was even prepared to kill him at that time. However, with the circumstance of having high chances to get into trouble, Joseph would be even more cautious. Hayley pouted her mouth, "How about, Madam, you try eating more garlic." Waverly nodded, "That is a good way." Hayley quickly peeled the garlic and gave it to her. She inserted it into her mouth. She went out with the food and sat opposite Joseph. He looked at her faintly and said, "Did you eat garlic? Is there any left? Give me a whole basin of it." She was speechless. It seemed that she would never be better than him in competing on who was more mischievous. "Do you want to eat?" She asked again. "Of course. Let's have bad breath together. Isn't this what you want? If you don't give it to me, I'll go take some myself." He walked to the kitchen door. Hayley retracted her neck and took out a bowl of garlic. Then, she pu
Waverly knew that Joseph was right. Suddenly, her mind was all a mess. She was indeed not familiar with Yazoo. However, his heart was donated by Bernald. Furthermore, he ended up suffering an unexpected disaster because of her. She couldn't sit idly by and do nothing. Moreover, she also wanted to recompense what she owned Bernald. "Is there any way to help him?" She asked. Joseph fixed his eyes on her, "What do you think we can do?" "If the Harington family wants to target the Mccarthy family, the latter only needs to prove that it's not done by themselves. After all, the opponent only has a pistol. There's no clear evidence for their accusations," she answered. He chuckled and said with certainty, "The pistol is already strong evidence, plus the witness and the objects. More importantly, Ronaldo also hopes that it's done by the Mccarthy family." "Hence, Yazoo would be involved no matter what, right?" Waverly understood and her eyes darke
"Let's talk while drinking tea. I've got a few high-quality tea leaves recently. Come and try them," Bobe said. He had a professional tea set. After boiling the water and soaking the tea leaves for a while, he handed a cup over to Waverly. She had a taste, "It's really good. It's fragrant and has a bittersweet taste. The taste even stayed in my mouth for a long time ." "You're indeed a scholar. Your descriptions are like poems, which are particularly pleasant to hear." Bobe was even happier. "My thinking is limited and I'm not as knowledgeable as you. Your instinct towards danger and your sensitivity for the sake of survival amazes me." "Look at how you're praising me. I'm so embarrassed." "As such, please give me professional opinions and ideas," she said seriously. Bobe poured the tea for Waverly again. "If this was not done by you, I advise you to wait and observe. After all, the people from the Mccarthy family treat you badly and the
Waverly raised her pistol and fired it without hesitation. In an instant, Giselle's face was distorted. She covered her ears in discomfort and knelt on the ground painfully. Her face was pale, without a trace of blood. It was the Thunder Gun designed by Joseph. Fortunately, it could hurt people with control. It could also injure and kill people. With different sound waves, the result was different. Waverly didn't press on the trigger for too long. After all, she didn't want to hurt anyone. If Joseph came out and saw her hurt his mother, he would definitely not let her go. Giselle also covered her ears and yelled, "I can't hear anything! It hurts!" Waverly looked down at her, who was kneeling on the ground. She looked at Giselle with no expression and didn't say a word. When others saw that Waverly had such a powerful weapon in her hand, they did not dare to move. Hayley broke out of their control and ran behind her. She untied the rope on Hayle
"Joseph will be fine. He has evidence to prove his innocence. I want to meet the king. I will be able to bring him back. Uncle Thomson, please help me," Waverly said. Thomson believed in her. "I'll try." "Also, Uncle, don't follow me." "Why?" He was puzzled. "You're the leader of the Mccarthy family. If you follow me this time, they will say that you are rebelling and trying to save Joseph. You will be killed directly. Don't you think there is such a possibility? After all, the Mccarthy family has lost their public support because of a lot of recent events. Even if they kill you, the side branches of the Mccarthy family won't do anything," she stated. He exclaimed, "They want to start a rebellion?" He didn't want to believe that kind of thing. After all, for hundreds of years, M Country had been in a period of peace and prosperity. Waverly read from his eyes that he didn't believe it. "They can even assassinate Bellamy in the palace. What
Waverly followed Ronaldo to the government cabinet. He dismissed everyone and asked her, "Joseph wishes to be the king, am I right? I've actually been a little suspicious about what had happened in Z Country." "It's not just Joseph who wishes to be the king. I'm afraid that the ambition in Harington Mansion is not inferior to that of Joseph," she answered. Ronaldo's eyes widened in shock, "You're talking about Gollin Harington? But that's impossible! He does not have the capability." "It is merely our belief that Gollin does not have the capability, but he certainly does not think so himself. Do you know who is behind the assassination of Bellamy Chuck?" She asked. "Is it not Joseph Mccarthy?" "He is not a fool, using the bullets of the Mccarthy family and the reception being organized by his girlfriend. It doesn't make sense; it's like shooting himself in the foot. I have witnesses who can prove that this definitely has something to do with the Harri
Thomson's people directly brought Waverly to his place. He worriedly walked up to her upon seeing her return. He then asked with concern, "My men said that someone opened fire at you. Are you hurt?" She shook her head and said with a smile, "The Mccarthy family's Golden Silk Armor is very powerful. Although it hurt when the bullet hit, there wasn't a wound. I'll remove this Golden Silk Armor and I'll return it to you in a little while." "This is not an urgent matter now. What happened after you spoke with the emperor? Will Joseph be saved?" He asked. She could tell that he cared about Joseph very much. He was indeed blinded by his affection for his family, resulting in him being deceived left and right. "He will be fine. He definitely won't allow himself to get into trouble as well. All he needs to do now is wait. I was also asked to negotiate with Bellamy about the case. If I succeed, I will be granted the title of Peace Lady," she said.
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