He looked at her deeply, his tone commanding. He did not give her any room to refuse at all, as if he had something important to announce. Natalie Wheeler hesitated. After all, it was he who asked Stephen to help Eli, so she would definitely meet him again in the future. He was her boss, so she didn't want to make things messy between them. "Mr. Milton, what's the matter?" Natalie asked with a good temper. "Mm." Jasper answered in a low voice and looked at her deeply, "It's not really convenient to talk here. Come with me." He got up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked straight out of the door. "How rude! Natalie, don't go," Eli Wayne said unhappily, holding Natalie's hand. "I'll take a look at what's going on. I'll be gone ten minutes at most, wait for me." Natalie replied to Eli and looked at Allen, "Could you please wait for me for ten minutes?" Allen nodded with a smile, "Call me if you need anything, I'm always here for you."
The boat reached the shore at 11:50 a.m., and it brought a signal transmitter, a new generator, flowers, priests, and the police. The police took statements from the witnesses in the study room and arrested Rachel. Allen felt a little depressed after coming out of the study. Natalie Wheeler walked up to him and asked, "Are you okay?" "Natalie, Stephen is my friend, so I can't leave the island for the time being. Are you willing to stay here with me?" Allen said euphemistically. Natalie nodded. Stephen might be Eli's future business partner, and it was not appropriate for Eli to leave at this time too. If Eli didn't leave, she naturally wouldn't leave either. Allen smiled lightly and held Natalie's hand, "Are you hungry? Let's eat something first. We may be a little busy in the afternoon." "Okay." As soon as Natalie turned around, she realized that Jasper was standing behind her with only a few centimeters away. He was so close that she a
"I miss days like this." Jasper Milton took a crab and peeled it off. Then, he blew on the crab. Natalie didn't expect that he would come here so suddenly. She picked up the crab which she had grilled in an attempt to look unfazed. Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't seem to bear it. She licked her dry lips and said, "Uh..." She merely hummed, not knowing what to say. She knew what he meant. However, those who didn't know him wouldn't have known that he had lived on an isolated island before. Thus, they naturally wouldn't understand what he meant too. She wanted to stand in the shoes of someone who didn't know of his past, but she was too nervous. Her mind seemed to be knotted, and she couldn't say anything. Jasper looked at her. She felt his gaze and she lowered her head, fiddling with the crab to hide her panic. Jasper chuckled, "Do you know how to make distilled water?" "I learned it from textbooks before." "Have you
"I hope that we see each other again in the future," Natalie Wheeler said in a low voice. A trace of sadness flashed through her eyes, and there was a slight bitterness lingering in her heart. She was unfortunate, but compared with Hale Summer, she seemed to be fortunate. At least, she had friends, lovers, and her child. Even if they couldn't be together, they still cared about each other. Hale had been charged with treason when she was very young. She couldn't go back home, and she couldn't get along with people like a normal person. She had to run away and shoulder the burden all by herself. Therefore, one should never complain about the situation they were in. Instead, they should learn to adapt to it and change themselves accordingly so that they could live their lives fruitfully. Because there would always be someone more miserable than they were in some corner of the world, still trying their best to live. "Natalie, Natalie," Eli Wayne called a few t
Natalie's heart skipped a beat, but she still looked at Frederick Addington calmly. She did not want to lose her composure. It was impossible for Frederick to know that she was Stella Grace. All her operations were carried out at Sean's secret base, and Frederick would not have been to trace it at all. "Mr. Addington, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I have never done plastic surgery," Natalie Wheeler replied. The corners of her mouth were curled up slightly, but she was unusually distant and indifferent. Frederick sat down next to Natalie and looked at her. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Sean has told me everything. Do you still feel the need to continue pretending?" "I'm curious, what did Mr. Yaleman tell you?" Natalie looked straight back at him. She mustn't feel guilty. Once she felt guilty, she would be exposed and all her previous efforts would be wasted. "It was he who saved you back then. He poached my elite technician and develop
"Why?" Jasper Milton asked in a deep voice. "Just do as I say. I'll put the key on the doorknob. Don't blame me if you miss this chance." After saying that, Stephen hung up the phone. Jasper frowned. He bent his arms and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He then went straight upstairs. Stephen walked to the door of the room he used to live in and knocked on the door. It was Eli Wayne who opened the door. "Could you please do me a favor?" Stephen asked. "Okay, but you have to give me ten minutes. I'm currently in the middle of something," Eli said straightforwardly. There was a look of embarrassment on Stephen's face, "Actually, one of my maids had just run away. Now, there is only one maid left who could change my daughters' clothes, and she can't handle it alone. I am a man, so I can't help as well. If you can't help, I'll think of another way." "Of course I will help," Eli immediately agreed. "Please come with me then," Stephen t
Natalie Wheeler suppressed her anxiety and sat across Frederick Addington. Jasper Milton was seated on her left. "We are playing five-card stud, do you know the rules?" Stephen asked kindly. "I know, but I'm not good at it," Natalie said with a dry smile. "It doesn't matter, we aren't pros either. The base is ten dollars. It's at least ten dollars per bid with no cap," Stephen said mischievously. With no maximum amount to the bid, Natalie knew that they must be betting a high amount. However, she actually had an advantage. As long as there was no funny business, other than luck, the game was mostly a game of psychology. "Please show me some mercy," Natalie said. "Haha," Stephen laughed wildly and began to deal. Natalie didn't look at her hole card. The cards which were dealt for Natalie, Jasper, Frederick and Stephen were A, K, J, and K respectively. There were only a few of them playing, so they just removed the cards
"Get the person in the photo and kill the rest," the leader ordered fiercely. Natalie's heart tightened. She saw that there were ten masked men about to make their way upstairs. She could roughly guess what was happening. These people were looking for either her or Eli Wayne. That meant that the rest of the people would be in danger. She looked at Jasper subconsciously with worry and distress in her eyes. Jasper Milton strode out at lightning speed. He snatched the gun from the leader's hand and aimed it at his head, "Ask your men to leave. Otherwise, I will blow your head off." The leader looked at Jasper gloomily and roared, "Kill him!" As soon as he gave the order, his men started to shoot. Natalie Wheeler immediately locked the door. "Natalie, what's happening outside?" Eli asked worriedly. "I don't have time to explain. Help me put the cabinet against the door," Natalie said anxiously and she went to move the cabinet.
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