Jasper Milton immediately carried her into the last cubicle. The space was too confined. She could feel his heartbeat as her hands were pressing on his chest. It was beating forcefully. Suddenly, she felt a little sad. She looked up at Jasper. 'At least he's still alive, isn't he?' she thought to herself. She should thank God for only taking away his memory, rather than his life. But what was with the bitterness in her eyes? Was she feeling sad or pitiful? Stella lowered her head, and her long eyelashes covered up the real emotions in her eyes. She shouldn't let him see it. Benjamin Levis' voice was heard. "Is Mr. Milton some big shot?" "Well, I guess so. The superiors asked us to listen to his orders," the Police Chief replied. "Does he have a girlfriend?" Benjamin asked calmly as he turned on the tap to wash his hands. "I don't know. I don't even know his specific identity. How would I know if he has a gir
"A woman's voice was constantly heard coming from the castle. It sounded like moaning. Sometimes, there were hysterical screams like a person was being tortured. Other times, there was weeping. Then there was the creepy laughing, like a female ghost," the police explained. Benjamin Levis' assistant shivered and said, "Stop it, please. I wasn't afraid then, I am now." "Did this happen before the youths disappeared?" Stella asked calmly. "It happened at about the same time. They went there out of curiosity. Who knew curiosity really killed the cat. Only one survived and he went mad." The police sighed. Stella followed up with another question. "How many of them went in there?" "Three. Two went missing. The police searched all over the castle, but couldn't find anyone." "Did you see any blood on the floor?" Benjamin asked suspiciously. The policeman shook his head. "No, that's why it became a ghost castle. No one dare to g
Stella Grace looked at Jasper Milton in surprise. She didn't expect Jasper to respond in such a way. It was as if he was deliberately provoking Benjamin Levis. Moreover, his sudden action caused her heart to beat wildly. Some might even misunderstand that he had taken a liking towards her. "Mr. Milton, don't you have a girlfriend? Should you really be doing this?" Benjamin commented in a strange tone. "Well, since you know that I have a girlfriend, you shouldn't be accusing Inspector Grace of hidden intentions then?" Jasper retorted. Benjamin : "..." Benjamin was at a loss for words. Stella could tell that he was venting his anger at her. Benjamin liked bad-mouthing her and she could do nothing about it. Jasper had finally avenged her. He had easily trapped Benjamin with his own words. No one could ever beat Jasper at this game. Stella couldn't but give a slight, admiring smile. "Such an annoyance." Benjamin turned
"Stella, don't come up," Jasper said solemnly. As he surveyed the situation inside, his gaze became sharper and sharper. Stella Grace was puzzled. "What's wrong? What's up there?" "Don't go up if you're told not to. Stop spouting nonsense." Benjamin Levis pushed Stella away and climbed the ladder. He had a lot of experience in criminal cases. But when he saw the scene inside, his expression didn't look good. Tommy followed after him. After a while, he quickly got down from the ladder and slumped against the wall, nauseous. When Stella Grace was about to go up, Jasper's subordinates stopped her. "Mr. Milton told you not to go up." "I'm not scared," Stella said and was about to go up. Benjamin came down and called the police. Jasper jumped from the ladder too. "What's going on?" Stella asked Jasper.. "I took a brief look, there are six bodies there," Jasper explained. "Six? Shouldn't there only be two? Let me go and have
"Why are you here?" Stella Grace asked in surprise, drying her wet hair with a towel. Jasper Milton got up, took the towel from her hands, and dried her hair. He said in a deep voice, "I asked you to send me a message. Why didn't you do it?" Stella heard his dissatisfaction. She didn't want to send him a message because she wanted to have a good rest tonight. However, he found her anyway. She would be screwed if she told him honestly. Stella found an excuse. "I was planning to text you after my shower. There's a bad smell on me." She pointed at the bathroom. "Do you want to shower as well?" Jasper threw the towel on the chair and looked into her eyes. Stella pursed her lips and didn't utter a word. "I shall trust you for now." Jasper walked to her bathroom. Stella watched him. The offer was just a courtesy, she didn't expect Jasper to take her so seriously. He wouldn't sleep here tonight, would he? I
She told Benjamin Levis that she had given birth to stop him from pestering her again. She didn't expect that he would bring this up in front of Jasper Milton. It seemed like he did it on purpose. Jasper looked at her. His eyes were deep and dark, like a bottomless pit. She didn't know how to respond. Benjamin smiled and said, "You're not lying, are you?" Stella bit into a watermelon and stared at Benjamin. She tried to think of an answer that would make Jasper to not be suspicious of her as well as stop Benjamin from pestering her. But she just got more and more nervous. In the end, she decided to just dodge the question. "Are you very free?" "I just want to know why you act like a woman with me and a girl with other men?" Benjamin asked in a strange tone. "I think you like me and I don't want to give you any hope. So I found something you can't accept to make you stay away from me," Stella replied bluntly. "What?" Benjamin w
She felt like knocking her head against the wall. The more she tried to hide her relationship with Jasper, the more she was afraid of being caught red-handed. She couldn't bear it if their secret was exposed. She was worried, but did not know where to turn to for help. "Inspector Grace, were you with Mr. Milton when we were on the train?" Benjamin's assistant asked in surprise. Stella kept her head down and did not respond. "Yes, she was with me," Jasper answered for Stella. "Don't tell me you're her boyfriend, are you?" Benjamin's assistant asked as if she just uncovered the secret of the century. Jasper went silent. Stella could not stand the pressure anymore. She needed to bounce back and explain. "No, he is not. I knew him because my best friend is working as a doctor at the military base." Jasper looked at Stella coldly. His eyes were as deep as a lake, and his tightly pursed lips showed his displeasure. "Oh. Let
Jasper Milton squinted. He saw resentment in her eyes. It was bitter, disdainful, and self-mocking. "Do you hate me?" Jasper asked. Stella Grace did not deny it. "Love became hate. I guess I can never be loved," Stella said as she shoved his hand off and walked away. Jasper frowned as he watched her leave, deep in thought. They were still fine on the train yesterday, but she seemed to have become another person today. He felt very uncomfortable with her cool, mean, and distant attitude. However, there was one thing that was long overdue. Jasper dialed a number. Katty Davis picked up. She couldn't believe it, Jasper never called her before. "Jasper." Jasper got straight to the point. "Katty, it's unlikely that I will marry you in the future. You should break off our engagement." Katty was nervous. "What do you mean by that?" "You know very well what you have been doing for the past three years. I may h
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