The Christmas Cactus that Joseph had given was still there, but Waverly was not present. He frowned and gave Waverly a call with cold eyes. "Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable," a mechanical female voice came from the phone. Joseph frowned all the more. He made a phone call and said in a cold voice, "If Waverly goes to Bellamy, call me immediately." "Yes," his subordinate replied. Joseph went out with a gloomy face and returned to his room. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. He called Joshua and ordered, "When Waverly comes back, call me immediately." "Yes, I'll send someone to constantly stand guard in front of Madam's door," Joshua replied. Joseph stared at the screen of his mobile phone and felt incredibly uncomfortable. Even after playing several games, he couldn't calm down at all. He called Joshua and asked, "Is she back yet?" "Not yet." "Send someone to the bar to look for her,
Beckham's lips curled into a smile. He calmly drank the tea in his cup and said softly, "See you in Country M, Joseph." In the evening, at Snowie Town. Joseph had already drunk his third glass of wine, "This is a nice mix. Let's have another glass." Sean mixed the wine slowly, "You can drink as much as you want, but if you get drunk, I'll throw you out. Don't make my woman's place dirty." Joseph's mouth curled up, and he said with a provocative attitude, "Then, I'll climb in through the window and secretly sleep in your house." Sean smiled and handed the wine to him, "I'm not one to be messed with." "Would you like to have a fight?" Joseph said with a smile. Truth be told, he was in a bad mood, such a terrible one that he was about to explode. "Do you think I am as boring as you? I never turn to fighting to solve my problems," Sean said with a smile. He took a sip of the wine and spat it out because it tasted bitter and spicy.
In Mexiland. After Waverly took a break, she turned on her phone. It was full of notifications. Among them, there were calls from Joseph, Yasmine, Bellamy, Hayley, Thomson, as well as a few unfamiliar calls. Waverly called Thomson first, "Uncle, I was on the plane yesterday, so I didn't turn on my phone. After I arrived at Mexiland, I found a hotel and went to sleep immediately. I'm sorry I didn't reply to you sooner." "You've gone to Mexiland?" Thomson asked curiously. "Well, I wanted to head out to relax on my own. I'll be back in a few days," Waverly said softly. "Come back. Ronaldo has decided to dub you as the Peace Lady. Joseph did a great job in fighting for the power of the Mccarthy family. That is the power of familial love," Thomson admired Joseph a lot. Waverly sighed internally. It hadn't been easy for her that after the assassination attempt as Thomson and Joseph had grown estranged, but in an instant, everything was back to normal
"You, h-how are you h-here?" Waverly stuttered. All sorts of guesses went through her mind. She suspected that Joseph had sent someone to follow her, but she immediately dismissed this idea. If Joseph's people followed her, she wouldn't even have been able to board the plane, but she would have been brought to Joseph instead. However, how did he find her? She was certain that he was able to make use of his resources to find out that she had come to Mexiland. It was incredible that he could find her within such a short time. "I called you but your phone was turned off. Were you on the plane? Nowadays, you don't need to turn off your phone during a plane ride," Waverly calmed down and quickly changed the subject. Joseph remained silent while looking at her slyly. Pursing his lips, he stayed quiet. "Yesterday, when I left, my phone was turned off..." Waverly wanted to explain. However, she realized that going to Mexiland was already su
"I can buy one myself," Waverly refused his offer and bought an ice cream herself. Joseph widened his eyes, upset. He shoved his ice cream into her hands, "Eat it." Waverly frowned, "I can't eat two." "We'll deal with that later on," he said as he turned around. He bought the tickets and boarded the ship. There were tables, chairs and mats. There was also a roof that could shelter them from the sun. After boarding the boat, Joseph laid directly on the mat and put one hand over his forehead, covering most of his face. Waverly looked at the two ice creams in her hands and sighed, looking at the shore next to her. People really were quite strange. When she was at the shore, she had looked at the scenery of the river. When she was on the boat, she chose to watch the scenery on the shore instead. She was going to have dinner with the sergeant tonight, and she didn't want to bring Joseph along with her. She was going to the black ma
Waverly had originally wanted to refuse the money. However, Bellamy had ended up transferring the money to her himself. She still felt some lingering fear whenever Joseph got angry. The most important thing was that there was no benefit at all for her to argue with him at the moment. "Didn't you say you wanted to hire six people for me? Six people might cost millions of dollars. I rejected your ice cream because I wanted to reel in a bigger fish," Waverly frowned as she said. "Give him his money back. Since he gave you fifty million dollars, why don't I give you five hundred million?" Joseph said pointedly. She knew that he was filthy rich. That was good, as she could make good use of his wealth without guilt or feel like she owed him a favor. "I'll handle it after I get back." "You should be able to do it now." "I only have fifty million dollars in my phone. I transferred too much before, and my account got restricted. I can only deal wi
Joseph locked his ice-cold gaze on her, while Waverly also looked back at him without any sign of weakness. Those with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that they were quarreling with each other. Joseph smiled, standing up. Waverly was surprised so she straightened her back. She had never thought that Joseph would come over. He was someone who was a hundred times prouder and more arrogant than her. He sat next to her and asked, "Why did you call me over?" Waverly was dumbfounded. She hadn't wanted to call him over at all. He was the one who had asked her to go over to him. She had been upset upon hearing his order, so she asked him to come over instead. "Why did you call me over?" Waverly asked in the same way as he did. Joseph suddenly got closer to her, and as fast as lightning, he kissed her on the lips. Waverly subconsciously pushed him back. He pressed against the back of her head, taking a deep breath. He said
"There's an even more stupid person who wants to spend a hundred million dollars to hire someone for me," Waverly said. "It seems that intelligence can really rub off on someone," Joseph said with disdain. "So, don't play games with people like me," Waverly reminded him. "You're becoming smarter the longer you're by my side. Do you want to play with me?" Joseph asked in reply. "Do I have a choice?" "Now, it's up to you to decide. Do you want to play with me?" Joseph put away his cynicism as he became serious. Waverly asked lightly, "What do you mean by playing with you? What happens if I don't play then?" She became skeptical of his intentions. "If you play with me, I'll help you get revenge and Melinda will be under your feet. She'll never have the chance to rise again. If you don't play, you'll be left to fend for yourself. I wouldn't care whether you're alive or dead," Joseph said seriously. Waverly also became serious as she asked, "D