Waverly lowered her eyes to hide her true emotions. Joseph's words and actions were inscrutable. One could only comprehend half of his words. "How did you do it? I didn't play any role in this negotiation. Moreover, if you gave me the title of Peace Lady, Madam Lenny would be devastated," Waverly rationally analyzed. "What do you think I hired so many navies to keep an eye on the Harington family for? I have negotiated with Ronaldo. Although Ronaldo is not a very smart person, he is not foolish either. Some people will eventually tell him about the stakes in it. Even if Bellamy doesn't pursue it, people would still think that Gollin was the one who framed the Mccarthy family and the Mccarthy family can hold him accountable for it. I decided not to look into it and used it as my bargaining chip in exchange for your Madam Lenny," Joseph explained. "Why didn't you continue the investigation? If you take out Gollin, you will be one step closer to ascending the
"I'm fine." Waverly said, "I'm going home in the afternoon, so I'm just calling to say goodbye to you. Also, I've scolded you before. I'm sorry for that. I was emotional at that time, and I judged you without much thought. It was wrong of me." "It's okay. I like your personality very much. You were also being reasonable. Sometimes, I make decisions on impulse. Thank you for pointing it out to me," Stella replied with a smile. "Thank you," Waverly said softly. "We all hope that you can come back permanently. I believe that soon, you will be able to return openly without anything to hide. We will be so happy when that time comes. Please hold on for now. The situation will get better eventually," Stella comforted her. Waverly smiled at her words, and tears filled her eyes once again. She closed her eyes and her tears started trickling down her face. "I don't have a place here anymore." Her voice cracked as she spoke. When she took a deep breath, she fel
Stella was shocked into silence. "What do you think will happen if I tell Bellamy these?" Waverly asked. "You were forced to," Stella finally said after a moment. Waverly leaned against the chair and looked up at the ceiling. She paused for a minute before saying, "I can't differentiate it anymore. It seems that I'm also relying on his authority rights. Maybe in the future, I will still rely on his authority to live and achieve my goals." "Waverly," Stella exclaimed. After that, she didn't know what to say. The direction where the conversation was headed had taken an unexpected turn. She hadn't thought of these things. Waverly wiped the tears from her eyes and drank the beer in her glass. "Do you still like Bellamy?" Stella suddenly asked. "Ever since I was young, I never understood love, nor do I know what love is. The same goes with Lenold. I thought he loved me, but he betrayed me and got together with my aunt. They even got marr
Yasmine rushed in with a fruit basket on her arm. Although Bellamy's arm was treated in time, the wound where the snake had bitten was still purple and black in color, extremely swollen. It was shocking to look at. "Thank you so much, Mr. Chuck. If it weren't for you, the one lying in bed right now would be me. I wouldn't have been able to get out of bed even after a month," Yasmine said. "You're an esteemed guest, so it was negligence on my part. I didn't check clearly and almost let the snake attack you. I'm sorry to have frightened you," Bellamy said. Yasmine smiled brightly, "Now I know why Waverly likes you so much." "Waverly is in M Country now, and she is in your department. I hope you can take care of her more in the future," Bellamy said. "My mother values her very much. Perhaps she will be promoted soon. It's me that needs to be taken care of as my mother always asks me to look up to her. Since she is able to earn your favor, I should really lear
"Well then, I'll take my leave first. You should hurry back to the hospital and have a good rest. You should value your body for only you know your own health. People always say that one will break down from constant overwork. You may think that it's alright now, but when you collapse, it will be too late," Waverly said gently. Bellamy looked at her silently, as if he had a lot to say. Waverly only lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze and walked towards the door. Quill looked at Bellamy. Bellamy nodded his head. Quill frowned and opened the door. Waverly got out of the car without looking back. "I'm sorry, Mr. President. I was the one being a burden. If I hadn't been so careless, you and Madam wouldn't have had such a big misunderstanding," Quill said apologetically. Bellamy sat still, not moving at all. His entire body seemed to be enveloped by an unknown aura, looking powerful yet lonely at the same time. Quill felt sad and said, "M
Waverly was seemingly ignoring her. She proceeded to sit on the chair and applied moisturizer on her skin. Yasmine was furious as she gripped Waverly's shoulder. She widened her eyes and said angrily, "Did you hear what I just said?" Waverly smiled briefly. She calmly looked at Yasmine's ferocious face and stayed quiet. Yasmine furrowed her brows and let go of Waverly. Confused, she said, "What do you mean by this? What are you sneering at? Do you know that you look scary and disgusting now?" Waverly turned around, applied some serum on her face, and continued to ignore Yasmine. "Waverly, what's this attitude? I am your leader, and you are just a mere assistant of mine!" Yasmine shouted. Waverly still acted as if she couldn't hear anything and applied a layer of foundation on her face. Yasmine felt completely disrespected and ignored. She felt her dignity and pride were all squashed by Waverly within seconds. Yasmine felt a gush of anger
"Excuse me, who are you?" Willie asked. For a moment, she failed to recognize Waverly. Joseph smiled. He held his wine glass, swirled it slowly, and locked his eyes onto Waverly. His eyes were crystal clear. "I'm Waverly Martell," Waverly said and sat down in the vacant seat. Willie opened her mouth in shock and looked at Yasmine. "Why did you dress up like this?!" Yasmine furrowed her brows together. Waverly poured herself a glass of red wine and took a sip, "Do I need your permission on how to dress up?" "Don't you think that you'll embarrass the Department of External Affairs?" Yasmine said unhappily. In the past, although Waverly had a cold personality, she would still dress up as a demure, gentle girl, giving off the impression that she was easy to bully. Waverly was like a wild cat now, no, a wild leopard. She looked sexy, elegant, charming, and mysterious. She could catch everyone's attention at a glance, and Yasmine was shocked by
Waverly was helpless. Based on the Mccarthy family's complicated background, even if she had five fearless guards with her, they wouldn't be of much help. During crucial moments, one or two would be enough to protect her. Moreover, if she hired fewer of them, the number of deaths could be reduced. She went back to her room, turned off her cell phone and packed up her luggage. Then, she put on a black trench coat, a hat, a pair of glasses, and a mask, and went straight to the airport. After Waverly left, Joseph also felt bored. He ate a little and asked Yasmine, "When are you leaving?" "The president of A Country said that I can leave tomorrow. I plan to stay for another day and go back the day after tomorrow. You rarely come here, so let's hang out and have some fun. I heard that Snowie Town is a pretty decent place to see. They have some villas there where some wealthy and respectable people live. Will you be interested in buying a new villa there?" Yasmine incited.
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