Why did it turn out this way? Why? Weren't there treasures underneath that land? Since when did they become military weapons? Could it be that the treasures were actually military weapons? That didn't make sense. It was an ancient map and there were no military weapons back in those days. Was this all a trap set up by Frederick Addington? Where did they go wrong? Stella took a deep breath and regained her composure, "I'll contact you later." She hung up and walked out of the hotel. She called Rolland Cher. "Rolland, I'd like to ask you something. Do you remember about the land that you had mentioned to me before? The one that you were trying to buy? Where is it? Could you send the address to me?" Stella said hastily. "What's wrong? Is that land the key to solving this case?" Rolland was confused. "Apparently loads of military weapons were found underneath that land. Did you know about that?" Stella asked as she wal
"Stella." Stella Grace stood mindlessly on the pavement for a long time. It was not until Rolland Cher had called her a few times that she snapped back to her senses. She looked blankly at Rolland, who was in the car. Her mind was in a mess. She was reflecting on everything she had done wrong. A person's confidence was born out of ignorance. Arrogance was also born out of ignorance. She thought that she was smart. She thought that it was the right choice to tell Jasper about Titus. Little did she know that it would turn out to be such a conspiracy. She overestimated her intelligence. She was incompetent and powerless, but she thought she had it all figured out. Everything she did in the past was like a clown's act. She struggled and gasped for her life, but ultimately she was still under someone's else control. It wouldn't have mattered if she died. After all, she had never really cared about life or death. However, Jasper's t
Before heading back, Stella Grace bought herself a new cellphone. She also got herself a new phone number just to be safe. On the way to the police station, she duplicated every phone number of the people she knew, including Frederick's. Then she sent him a message. Frederick Addington received the message and called her immediately. Stella answered it. "Did you change your phone and number? Are you trying to escape?" He said in a very disdainful tone. "If I had planned to escape, I wouldn't have sent you the message. I have decided to accept your terms, but I have something else to deal with now. I will go to your place when I come back the day after tomorrow," Stella replied coldly. "Are you still trying to fight your way through? It's impossible for you to win this time. I have the upper hand now. If I want him dead, then he will not live to see another day." Frederick said arrogantly, his tone was laced with confidence. "Frederick, you can be qui
Wendy's parents went along to have a look. There wasn't any suspicious person in the surveillance footage between 2100 hours the night before yesterday until 1700 hours yesterday evening. Everything seemed to be normal. Stella Grace reviewed the recordings for three more times, but she still couldn't find anyone suspicious. "Wendy couldn't have bought those drugs herself. It's impossible. Wendy had always been very well-behaved. She wouldn't buy these things. I don't recall her having any difficulties in her life either." Wendy's mother said in confusion. "I'm going to kill those b*stards." Wendy's father could no longer hold his composure. Stella saw through his emotions and thoughts. He must have thought that those people had harassed his daughter. "Uncle, please calm down. The possibility for your daughter having taken those drugs on her own is zero. It wouldn't make sense for her to take the drug while holding on to her phone. Also, she most cert
Rolland Cher stood by the door and gazed inside apologetically. He didn't step in. Wendy's father closed the door and shut Rolland out. Stella Grace knew what to do. Wendy's father was probably referring to Rolland when he mentioned about being ungrateful. Wendy's father probably tried to mislead the person behind the scene about the false location of the treasure. He had also deliberately told Rolland to confuse the person behind the scene and to gain his daughter's lover back. Once they got married, he would tell Rolland the actual location of the treasure. Everything he did was for his daughter. Unfortunately, she was killed by a love rival. As furious he was with Rolland, he was angry with himself as well. If he had not tempted Rolland with the treasure, he wouldn't have broken up with her. If they never broke up, his daughter wouldn't have to die. Thus, in the end, Wendy's father gave Stella the notebook which contained informa
At midnight, Stella followed Frederick back to his apartment. He took the medicine from the refrigerator and sat on the chair in front of the dining table. He then coldly gestured Stella to sit next to him. Stella Grace took a look at the blue medicine and the syringe in his hand. She sat next to Frederick Addington then rolled up her sleeves to expose her fair arms. Frederick's lips twitched. "Aren't you afraid of dying? I told you before that once the symptoms kick in, not only would you feel as if your body is being torn apart, you could also die in the most painful way as well." Yet Stella stared at Frederick calmly. Sometimes, death could have its significance. Rather than her struggling to survive, it would worth more to exchange her life for Jasper Milton's. "Weren't you the one who insisted on having me injected with this?" Stella asked coldly. "Haha." Frederick chuckled. That was true, he was the one who insisted on the injection
Stella's mouth curved into a cold smile. She stared at Jasper Milton with her icy-cold eyes. "Are you saying that you're done for this time?" Jasper looked at Stella Grace expression in surprise. It was too strange and horrifying. He was puzzled and called out, "Stella?" Stella sneered and raised her chin. "Ah. It really wasn't easy to ruin your reputation and for you to meet your end." Jasper's heart sank. He gazed at Stella and questioned, "What do you mean by that?" He felt as if Stella had changed into another person, she was like a stranger. It looked as if she just came from hell. Stella shot Jasper a cold glare with no warmth in her eyes. "Jasper, the explosion didn't kill you three years ago. However, three years later, you are still going to die in my hands." "Were you the one who arranged that explosion three years ago?" Jasper looked at her incredulously. He couldn't believe it at all. "Hah." Stella scoffed and continued,
"I'll soon be dead. You could still live by his side happily." Jasper Milton said coldly while locking Stella Grace in his gaze. She still refused to look at him. "Without this divorce settlement, I'm still considered as you wife after your death. I don't want to bear this title, Jasper." "Indeed, it would be stupid of me to continue staying with a person who hated me to the core," Jasper took the agreement and the pen from Stella's hand. Stella saw him signing his name neatly in the agreement. His handwriting was beautiful, upright and smooth. Stella turned her face away and her eyes were fogging up. There was a time when she tried her best to get married. But today, she destroyed this relationship with her own hands. Jasper tossed the pen and agreement on the ground and spoke in a cold voice, "You can get lost now." "I have another piece of agreement with me. Please sign it as well." Stella handed Jasper his marital agreement with Betta
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