Waverly instantly understood. Madam Lenny was indeed intelligent. When she was told that she was assigned an assistant, this assistant referred to Yasmine. The role of an assistant was hard to refuse. In fact, it was impossible for Yasmine to be her assistant. Everyone knew that she was the deputy minister of the Ministry of External Affairs. Waverly was the assistant. If Yasmine was to go with her, she would become the second-in-command, whereas Yasmine would be the one to call the shots. Frankly speaking, Yasmine would be the one doing the deeds. Under the operation of Madam Lenny, her merits would be completely wiped out. No wonder Madam Lenny said that she was worried, because it turned out that she had already intervened quietly. Moreover, with just a little intervention, she was able to turn the tide. She paved the way for Yasmine, who was originally a good-for-nothing. Succeeding in the negotiation would make her the hero who saved M Country.
"Madam, shall we go back now?" Hayley asked in confusion. Waverly glanced at the night sky before the corner of her lips pulled up. Her gaze glazed over coldly, "If I go back now, then the evidence we left after purposely coming to the airport would be in vain." "Does this mean we won't be going back?" Hayley was confused. "Find someone and offer to buy his mobile phone and phone number at a high price," Waverly said. "Okay." Although Hayley did not know why, she was very obedient and immediately did it. Five minutes later, she came over with a mobile phone and handed it to Waverly. Waverly made a phone call. "Who is this?" Bobe asked. "Bobe, this is Waverly. I need your help," she said. "Didn't you go to the palace and get Ronaldo's approval? I heard that you can go back to A Country now. Congratulations!" He said with a smile but there was a hint of laziness in his voice. "Some incidents happened and I can't go back for
The door was kicked open and a strong light came through. It blinded Waverly's eyes painfully. She turned her head away and narrowed her eyes. A tall and broad man stood at the door with the light shining from behind him. Waverly could see nothing but his dark apparition. "Joseph Mccarthy!" Hayley called out. Waverly was stunned. She then turned and looked at him. His face was casted and his eyes were red. His head was straight and his lips tightened as he walked towards her. Her mind started to get clouded with all sorts of thoughts. Joseph was out. Yazoo must have confessed. How was he doing now? Was Ronaldo protecting him? What happened to both the Harington family and the Mccarthy family? What happened after Yasmine went to A Country for the negotiation? Did she come back? As she was deep in thought, Joseph came to her side. His eyes swept over the chain around her waist and his eyes glazed over. He looked as if he c
"Madam, it seems that there are two guards outside. I may not be a match for them. If they call more people over, I won't be able to defeat them," Hayley warned. Waverly looked at the maid on the ground, "Let's just take a risk and try it out then. Give me some help." She exchanged her clothes with the maid's and intentionally seated the maid on the chair by the door to ensure that the guards were able to see her. She went out with her head down. The guard took a glance at the room but did not suspect a thing. Although Waverly had been here several times, there were too many rooms and corridors. Hence, all she could do was just to walk wherever she thought was right. She figured Joseph's room must have a handle. If she saw a room with a handle on the outside, that must be it. Just as she turned the corner, Joseph came out from a room. "Sir, you can't go with them," Joshua pleaded worriedly. "He wouldn't dare to do anything to me!" H
Joshua looked at Waverly, whose back was facing him and thought that this woman's heart was made of stone. She did not have even a touch of emotion. If it hadn't been for the fact that Joseph had dodged the bullets, he would have been dead. How could she so casually describe everything as if it was his plot all along? He felt that Joseph really did not deserve this. When Waverly returned to the room, Hayley rushed over, "Madam, what happened? I saw Joseph Mccarthy being taken away. Did he fail? He was the culprit who tried to kill the President, right?" Waverly shook her head, lowered her eyes and quietly sat down. She didn't say a word and was in a complete daze. She needed to clear her head about some things, but there were voices in her heart causing conflict. One was resisting while the other was struggling. Amidst this struggle, her energy just seemed to be slowly drained away. Hayley was still chattering and asked, "Madam, what really hap
There could also be another outcome. Ronaldo managed to delay Gollin and with Joshua sending out Yazoo's recording to the public, the whole country would know of this. Gollin wouldn't dare to make a move, hence not killing Joseph. However, Gollin would definitely retaliate. After all, Joseph did escape from prison. When the situation turns bad, Bellamy choosing not to pursue the case would be an even more essential move. More favourable conditions will also be available for him then. Thus, no matter the outcome, it would definitely be in Bellamy's favour. She calmed down and gave Yazoo a call. "Waverly." His tired voice came from the other end of the phone. For the past few days, he wasn't able to sleep as he dreamt of being arrested. However, he was fine with being arrested. What he was afraid of was dragging his parents down with him and making them upset. The fear of facing the unknown and the uncertainty was more hurtful than just killing him.
"Are you really going back on your words? You promised to cooperate with me first," Waverly said. Without Bobe, it was like losing her arms and legs in M Country. "Calm down, calm down. Why don't you ask around? For me, Bobe, going back on my words is a common trait I have. I am a contract terrorist, not a hot-blooded soldier. Also, don't feel wronged. I often go back on my words. You are not the only one I've cheated," he comforted her. She was at a loss for words. All she wanted to do now was to pour a bowl of soup on Bobe's head, "Why don't you think about it clearly? In the future, Joseph may not even have much power. If this hearing succeeds, Ronaldo will grant me the title of Peace Lady and my power in the Mccarthy family will be immense. I might even become the leader of the Mccarthy family." "How can I consider? I also want Joseph to give me a chance to consider, but he has access to a list of my own men, including my hideouts all over the worl
Waverly shook her head, "It's nothing. Maybe I'm just a little tired. You're still sick, I won't disturb you anymore. Have a good rest and remember to eat more." "Why would I be bothered if you call me? I've been waiting for your call all this time," Bellamy said before she could hang up the phone. "Well, I didn't want others to find me, so I arranged a car accident and lost my mobile phone. I couldn't call you in time to talk to you, but when you see Yasmine, you should have guessed what I have done. We have this kind of connection," she said with a smile. Bellamy didn't like this smile of hers. It looked very bitter and painful. This sight brought an unpleasant feeling to his heart. It was heavy and it also stung, "I'll bring you back honorably." "Okay," Waverly responded. "I'll hang up now. Let's talk again next time." She hung up after saying the last sentence. She did not allow a chance for Bellamy to speak. "Madam, I feel that you've changed,"
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