"However, I won't be killing innocent girls. There's no way a little girl could be your enemy. Even if she was your enemy's child, she's still innocent. If you want me to kill a little girl, then you can find someone else. I don't want to do that," Boris replied firmly. Waverly looked at Boris with strange emotions in her eyes, including sympathy, pity, confusion, and admiration. "Why do people who are kind, righteous, virtuous, brave, and principled end up so miserable?" Waverly asked, her eyes slightly red. She knew what had happened to Boris. He had been righteous and passionate from the very beginning, and he wanted to serve his country. Yet, step by step, he had always been on the verge of life and death, painfully losing his lover and child. It wasn't easy for him to find love again, yet his girlfriend ended up comatose because of him. He should be in a lot of pain and self-hate! He even had to become an assassin. She felt a faint a
Waverly sighed. She knew that Joseph could do anything. She wanted to get rid of him. If she had enough power to resist him, then he wouldn't be acting so arrogantly in front of her. All she could do was to endure, remain dormant, and settle down. "There is one more candidate left, and she will come in an hour. One has already caught my eye, and I don't know about the other one. If I don't like her, then I'll have to wait longer. I want to be able to trust them if I were to hire them. I don't want to have someone whom I can't trust or vice versa to avoid more troubles in the future," Waverly said. "Well, did you like Boris?" Joseph asked. "He's not bad." "Indeed, he is. Any country would have spent tens of billions of dollars for the biological weapon in his hands. He didn't even ask for a penny, but instead gave it to Stella. That man's conscience is as clear as yours. Given that he has lived such a miserable life, it's expected that he still
"Alright," Vance walked into the hotel and saw Joshua standing at the entrance of Joseph's house. He greeted respectfully, "Hello, I'm Vance. My boss wants to talk to Mr. Maccarthy. Is it possible to arrange an appointment with him now?" "I'll need to inform him first," Joshua said as he opened the door. Joseph was chatting with Duff as he was presented with a new type of gun. It looked like a pen, so it was convenient for him to bring it everywhere as it was discreet. Duff loved the pen so much that he couldn't bear to part with it. "Mr. Mccarthy, there's a man named Vance waiting outside. He says that his boss wants to talk to you," Joshua reported. "He followed us the entire way here," Joseph said leisurely and carefreely, not in a rush to respond. "I guess he wants to talk to you about dealing some weapons. He wanted to get to know you for a long time, but he never had the chance," Duff said. "Alright then. Why not do it? I am a weapons dea
Waverly spotted Agnes. She was a beautiful girl from M Country. Waverly had thought that Agnes would be a little girl like Hayley, but she was not. She looked mature, sexy and capable, her eyes sharp but clear. She looked people straight in the eye and did not hide. "How old are you?" Waverly asked. She sized Waverly up, "I should be older than you. I'm 29 years old." Waverly nodded, "You are older than me. Do you have a boyfriend?" "No, I don't. For a person like me, It's better if I don't have one. I don't want to hurt other people," Agnes laughed, two faint dimples appearing on her face. Waverly remembered that Hayley also had two dimples. "Working for me is incredibly dangerous. There is a possibility that you will not come out alive," Waverly reminded her. "There's always danger in every task I do. What's there to be afraid of? Everyone will die. At most, they'll die a noble death. I'll just die an untimely one then," Agn
Welch didn't wait for Waverly to finish speaking and hung up on the call. "What did she say?" Joseph asked while shaking the glass of wine in his hand. He came off as aloof, seemingly not bothered at all. "She likes Boris and Agnes. She said that she'll give me the money when she gets back." Joseph sneered and said, "She won't be able to give you any money after she returns." At the mention of that, Joseph's face became a little darker. He dialed Waverly's number and said, "Did you tell Welch that you would give him the money when you got back?" "That's right." Joseph narrowed his eyes, "Weren't you going to give the money back to Bellamy?" Waverly sighed and gazed out of the window, "I don't have money anymore. I used too much money in the past. When I go back, I have to work hard to make money. I have to do some odd jobs." "You haven't answered my question. Are you still going to return the money to Bellamy?" Joseph kept pursuing the s
Joseph loosened his grip. Waverly could finally get up. She squatted in front of the table and signed her name on the contract. The contract had three copies in the same style. "I'll give them one copy each and they'll contact you according to the contact information you've given," Welch said. "Sorry to trouble you," Waverly said. "This is what I should do," Welch looked at Joseph. He continued, "Mr. Mccarthy, I'll take my leave first." "I won't see you off then," Joseph said. Truth be told, Waverly did not want Welch to leave. As soon as he left, Joseph could be as unscrupulous as he pleased. It seemed that nothing would go her way. She had no ability to stop him from leaving, so she could only watch as Welch left. On the other hand, Joseph was rather calm. He did not move nor did he speak, only faintly gazing at her. Waverly was so scared by his gaze that the hairs on her skin stood on end, her mind going blank. She st
"Let's stop fighting for the time being," Waverly said. "For the time being?" Joseph looked at her in his arms and asked, "Do you really want to start a war against me?" She looked up at him. Even though she was no longer crying, her eyes were still red. She did not know if she was confused because of her sickness or if she was touched because of her dreams. She thought about it for a while and felt that she was truly a failure. She had no relatives, no friends and no one to love her. All this time, it had been her own wishful thinking. She had always been alone. "I know it's impossible for you to fall head over heels for me nor can you love me. However, it seems that I have no one except for you," Waverly said as her eyes were becoming glassy. It would've been impossible for her to get the title of Peace Lady if Joseph hasn't done something behind the scenes. If it weren't for him, the people she could buy would just be those ordinary pe
"Okay," Boris caught up with Waverly. "Aside from you, there is Agnes who is also our ally. Do you know her?" Waverly asked. "Yes, I know her organization. They contacted me before, but I refused to join. We used to have some contact. We are not friends, but we are not enemies either," Boris said. "I'm in a complicated situation now. I'm working in the Department of External Affairs, but I'm always ostracized from them. I'm from the Mccarthy family yet I'm also excluded by them. The man who was in the same room with me just now is Joseph Mccarthy. He isn't like what you think. Whether he's a friend or a foe, I still can't tell," Waverly said. "What do you want me to help you with?" Boris asked. "In M Country, I have neither money nor military strength. I don't have anything useful. What I can think of is the method that Stella previously used. However, my case is more complicated than hers. She just wanted to deal with Christian and Quinn. In addition to d