If Joseph's words could be trusted, then even pigs could fly. Waverly sat opposite Joseph, while Boris took a look at them and sat in the seat behind Waverly. "Have I seen you before?" the woman asked Waverly. Waverly looked at her and said, "I'm Waverly. When I was young, I stayed with the Mccarthy family." "Oh, I remember now. You're Joseph's cousin, the daughter of his aunt," the woman raised her smile and held Joseph even tighter. With her face leaning on Joseph's shoulder, she continued, "I once went to the Mccarthy family to play, but you came looking for Joseph angrily and said that he had drawn on your books. Then, you insisted on drawing on Joseph's books too." The woman's words reminded Waverly that there was indeed such a thing. Back then, the first thing she usually did after returning home was to do her homework. When she returned home that day, she had opened her school bag and taken out her exercise book, only to see that every page of
"Start the car," Joseph ordered. "Leave her a bottle of water and a knife. It's too dangerous here," Boris said quickly. Joseph threw a pistol to her, looked straight at her arrogantly and said, "If you fire three shots at the sky, I'll come to pick you up." Boris was shocked. Did he just give her a gun? It meant that he didn't want anything to happen to Waverly. He quickly threw two bottles of water to Waverly, as well as a dagger and a lighter that he always carried with him, "There may be wild beasts at night, so remember to light a fire. If you can, sleep on trees. You will be here for only three days. After three days, you can come back." Waverly nodded. Joseph frowned and looked at her. Why wasn't she begging for mercy? "I thought you would know better, but you're still as foolish as ever," he said coldly. "In front of you, who is smart?" Waverly retorted. "You brought this upon yourself," Joseph said. The do
"I don't think so. She has a gun with her. If she were to be in danger, she could shoot the wild beast. Even if she can't aim properly, we should still hear her gunshots," another man said quickly. Joseph's expression turned grave. He called Joshua and asked, "Did you manage to find her whereabouts?" "No. Actually, this is quite abnormal. As an ordinary person, she should not have received any field training. We are professional people, so how can we not find her?" "Where is Boris? Ask him to answer the phone," Joseph ordered. "Yes, Mr. Mccarthy," Joshua gave the phone to Boris. "Where do you think she went?" Joseph asked directly. Boris paused for three seconds and said, "Didn't she just get out of the car?" "She cut off some of the wires and shot the drone that was following her. My subordinates have been finding her for the whole afternoon, but to no avail. Where do you think she'll be hiding?" Joseph said patiently. "Waverly is a very
"His subordinates are looking for you from below. Did you see them?" "Yes. They are trying to make things difficult for me, right?" Waverly guessed. She slowly laid down, put her hands behind her head, looked at the sky and asked softly, "Do you love your girlfriend?" "I do," Boris said in a deep voice. "Do you love your wife?" "Yes, I do." "You found a new girlfriend, though?" Waverly looked at him. "When I love someone, I will try my best to love her. When I can't love that person anymore, my life will still continue on and there will be other people in my life. I still know how to love other people and that doesn't mean that I don't love my wife anymore anymore, but that I chose to continue living my life." Boris said. "Who do you love more, your wife or your girlfriend?" Waverly asked in a different mood. "I love them both equally. If my wife was still alive, I would not fall in love with other women. However, she died. The love I giv
"You were tricked by him," Waverly said without thinking. "Why would he lie to me? If he wanted to lie, you should be the only one he wanted to lie to. So what if he lied to you? At most, the savings in your bank of emotions would just be consumed. It's not really a big deal," Boris said. Waverly sat up. Although what Boris said seemed to be quite unthinkable, it sounded reasonable. She was also in a much better mood than when she had been alone. She no longer felt as self-deprecating, desperate and as aggrieved as before. "Are we going back now?" Waverly asked. "When we came here, I saw that there was no signal on the cell phone. This area must have been set up with a special jammer so that only a specific signal can be transmitted. However, there is signal now." "So?" Waverly failed to understand what Boris meant. "Joseph said that if I find you, I have to call him. He must have got rid of the jammer for you," Boris said. "I
As noble as Joseph was, he was still a person who was wild and arrogant. Despite that, he was kneeling in front of her in front of so many people. She panicked and her heart fluttered. She was scared and nervous. Would he suddenly flip her over? Or would he pinch her feet hard? Or perhaps in the next second, he would make her suffer a fate worse than death? He untied her 'shoes' and saw the blood stains on her great toe. He gently held her foot and said, "Your toe got scraped. Are you stupid? In the jungle, if your foot has cuts, bacterial infection can easily happen." Her feet were incredibly dirty. She felt embarrassed and wanted to pull her leg out of Joseph's grasp, but he held onto it tightly. She explained, "I was wearing high heels before, so it was difficult to walk in the jungle. The best way for me to walk was with sandals made from grass. They were quite cool too." "You're better off being my woman. If you serve me well, I can
"You don't want to say anything, do you?" said Joseph with a serious look. "I was thinking about what someone once said. He said that if a man faces a young and beautiful girl for a few hours, hours fly past as fast as several minutes. However, when he meets with an old man, hours would feel as long as days," Waverly said. Joseph furrowed his brow, "Are you comparing me to Bellamy?" "When I was a child, they all said that you were smart, especially our grandfather. He liked you a lot, but I couldn't accept it. I didn't think you were smart. I just thought that you were pretending to be smart to get their love and attention. I thought that I had to prove that I was smarter than you, so I did better than you in exams and also polished all of my skills, but I was still stumped. They still loved you more than they loved me. That love was given to you not because of your strengths, but because it was you," Waverly recalled. She slowly leaned on his knee and looked up at hi
Joseph became serious and his gaze sharpened, "When you married Bellamy, I was upset. I went to find you, but you didn't want to see me. You were bound to divorce him. It didn't matter if I was right or wrong. I couldn't watch you and him being together happily, getting along well and loving and respecting each other." "It's because you didn't like it that you slandered me so much that I was humiliated and insulted by all the people in the world, making me go down in history for thousands of years?" Waverly asked in return and her heart was cold again. "What I didn't like was you marrying Bellamy. Clearing your name was originally part of my plan. It was as easy as lifting a finger. Simply a word from me and it would be done. It was just a matter of my mood," Joseph teased. Waverly pursed her lips and did not speak. Boris had warned her before that her name must be cleared for her to be able to carry out a lot of things. Only in that way could she become the bes
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