Stella Grace pushed Jasper Milton away. "Who wants to flirt with you?" "I'll go first then," Jasper said. Stella's heart was pounding as she looked at him. He looked so serious and as cool as ever. She thought that she must have heard him wrong and wanted to escape from his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. He didn't give her any room to refuse. He was strong and fierce. His hot breath washed over her ears. She couldn't think straight at all. She wanted to push him away, but she couldn't. His kiss made her even more breathless. She tried to lean back but he held her head. Stella struggled to catch her breath. Jasper held her hand and pressed it against his lower abdomen. She could feel his erection under his pants. She tried to pull away but he kept her hand there. She was angry and pinched it hard. Jasper groaned and let go of her lips. He looked at her and said, "You put too much force." Stella's h
"I want to shower now. We're running late," Stella urged. "Okay." He got up and carried her to the bathroom. Stella used the bathtub and he took the standing shower. She did not dare to look at him. She was looking at the water in the bathtub, but her thoughts drifted to his words. "I think I'll stay with you for the rest of my life. I'm not interested in other women, anyway." "Stella, you are not romantic at all. Just tell me what you want me to do, okay? You are the only woman I have sex with. So, I don't really know what women like. If I didn't do well, I will try to improve for you." "Not only do I know everything about her, I know everything about you when you were abroad for the past three years." "I have broken my engagement with Katty. I am single now." Every single word he said touched her heart. It was impossible to say that she wasn't flustered. She couldn't lie to herself. She was deeply moved. Stella turned
"Less than thirty years old, how old was Frederick at that time?" Stella Grace asked immediately. He looked at her and said, "Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to show such interest in your ex-husband in front of me?" "I'm just asking." "Looks like you still can't let him go. Stella, did I pamper you too much?" Jasper said in a serious tone. Stella kept her mouth shut. What was their relationship? Wasn't he caring too much about her? She entered the interrogation room and glanced at the document. "Where were you on 12th April 2020?" "I was working. I'm a cameraman. I have to be there when there's filming." the cameraman said confidently. "What's the content?" Stella asked calmly. "What's the content? Haven't you watched it? The close up I took was good and clear. Everyone would like to watch it, regardless of their gender," the cameraman said obscenely. "I didn't see the close up you mentioned, but I saw you. Yo
Stella Grace walked into the interrogation room. Dolly Summer remained very calm. She looked up and smiled. "Looks like you got past Stage 1. You wouldn't be here otherwise." Stella sat down. "I heard that you majored in psychology. What made you venture into something else?" "Interest and passion. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Dolly said with a smile. Stella looked at her and knocked the table with a rhythm. "Your sister was much older than you. You were only seven years old when she left you. Do you still remember what happened when you were seven?" Suddenly, Dolly swept the lamp off the table, it landed on the ground with a bang. Stella stopped and looked at Dolly in shock. "Are you trying to hypnotize me?" Dolly had already known her intention. "Well, we are from the same field. Let's just chat casually. How about we start with your family?" Stella said. Dolly started describing her family. "My mother was a doctor, and m
Stella's eyes grew wide as she stared at Jasper. Her mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly regained her wits. "If you are doing this because you feel that you owe me something, then don't. Officially dating you will make me suffer more," Stella said as she continued to pack. "What do you mean by that?" Jasper frowned. "Am I not qualified to be your boyfriend?" Stella didn't even look at Jasper. She zipped up the suitcase and placed it upright. She looked at Jasper seriously and said, "Before we date, we should like each other first. Do you think we like each other?" Jasper pursed his lips tightly and looked at her with a livid face. His demeanor shifted with his mood. Stella walked towards the door with her suitcase in hand. Jasper held her arm and looked at her. "I think we like each other." Stella's heart skipped a beat. She looked at him. "I don't want to date you. If you really want to, then let's get married. Divorces are no
"Jasper, let's just let each other go," Stella Grace said softly. Jasper pulled over and stopped. He was a little annoyed. "What exactly do you want? You proposed to get married and now you want me to let you go." "Would you do whatever I ask for?" Stella asked. Jasper was impatient. "Yes!" "Then let's let each other go." "Okay," he said, looking ahead and started the car. Stella knew that he was serious about it. But she did not regret what she said, because she saw his knitted brows. He didn't mean it when he said he wanted to marry her. "In that case, this is the end of the road for us." Stella thought quietly to herself. Jasper took her to the train station and watched her enter. His eyes were dimmed. He took out a cigarette from his storage box and lit it up. He took a deep breath and blew out a thick cloud of smoke which swarmed around him. Half an hour later, he called Lieutenant Shine. "Go to the psycholo
She had an impulse to end the call but she kept silent for a moment. Jasper Milton was the most powerful person she knew. He was the only one who could help her. Greg Miles helped her when she was in a desperate situation. She needed to do all she could to rescue him and return his favour. "I need your help," Stella whispered, feeling a little embarrassed. "Okay, what happened?" Jasper's tone was pleasant now. "I just heard that Greg Miles was taken away by someone. He's the Director of the psychology research center. Can you help to rescue him?" "Do you know who took him away?" Jasper asked. Stella briefly explained the situation. "A man named Tony, who worked in a women's club was killed. The moment Greg pointed out that the likely suspect was the woman who asked for Tony's service, he was taken away. I think the deceased was quite highly-ranked in the club, only diamond members could ask for his service. I suspect that the diamond member as
"There's no such thing as free lunch. This might be their marketing strategy. It starts off as a free service, then they will keep teasing you until you can't hold back, so you pay for an upgrade," Stella Grace guessed. "I think so too. Why don't we drive them away?" Eli Wayne suggested. Stella nodded. "That would be a good idea." "Come, let's go back." Eli pushed the door open. "Well, you guys can go now. We don't need you anymore." "Did we do anything wrong?" the man in the fox mask asked. "I think you talk too much," Eli said bluntly. Sean Yaleman, who was wearing the dragon mask, stood up and straightened his clothes. He nodded gracefully and walked out of the door. The man with the fox mask followed Sean out. Eli was relieved to see them leave. She picked up a red wine glass and took a sip. It was pretty good. Stella's phone rang. It was Jasper Milton calling. She immediately picked up the call. Jasper heard music
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