"How..." Natalie Wheeler was about to ask how he knew that she was on the rooftop. However, after some thought, she realized that it was probably a coincidence that he came up and ran into her. "What a coincidence," Natalie changed her words. "It's not a coincidence. I came here to find you on purpose," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. "Huh?" Natalie was surprised. "I saw you coming up to the rooftop. Frederick will no longer be your rival. Stephen lives in this hotel, and you're staying here today. When Stephen paints for Aneira tomorrow, he will take you with him," Jasper said. "Okay, thank you," Natalie said lightly. "If everything goes well, you will sign the contract with Aneira the day after tomorrow. I will ask the lawyer to accompany you so that there aren't any mistakes," Jasper said again. Natalie had a strange feeling in her heart, "If everything goes well, you should have been the one to get the right to cooperate this time.
Natalie Wheeler was shocked. She didn't expect that Jasper would do this, so she pushed his hand in panic. However, the more she pushed him, the stronger his strength was. She couldn't fight back at all. She turned her head away and tried to break away from his lips. It would be better if she could speak and talk some sense into him. He looked as though he had lost his mind. He refused to let her escape at all. He pressed her head and kissed her fiercely like a storm. His breath blew on her face, and the strength in his hand increased. She felt ashamed, but... she had an unspeakable reaction. When God was creating women, he forgot to make a lock below, so sometimes she couldn't control her reactions. Jasper kissed her for five minutes. Instead of stopping to catch his breath, he went deeper into the kiss. It seemed that all the waiting, pain, heart-wrenching, and resentment that had been kept in his heart over the past two years were inte
She couldn't get him into trouble as soon as she had sex with him. "Mr. Milton." "What did you just call me?" Jasper Milton frowned. "You promised me that you wouldn't let anyone know. I think there is no problem with the way I address you. You don't have to be angry with me," Natalie Wheeler retorted. "I will be cautious when there are others around, but now there are only two of us. This title is too distant, and it makes you feel far away from me," Jasper explained. Natalie thought about it and changed the way she referred to him, "Jasper, listen to me, you've misunderstood what happened to Eli. Ever since she got together Sean, she fell out with her family. You shouldn't intervene in this matter. After all, whoever started the trouble should end it." "Is that true? Why did you approach Allen then?" Jasper asked suspiciously. "Sean said that if we can't purchase the painting, we should ask Allen for help. Allen and Stephen are friends despit
"I want to wash my hands," Jasper Milton said. "Oh," Natalie Wheeler opened the door and stood aside. Jasper turned on the tap and washed his hands. He looked at Natalie's reflection in the mirror. She stood aside quietly. With her eyes lowered, she looked lovely. He thought of her stubbornness and his eyes became sharper, "Why did you lock the door? Are you afraid that I'll eat you?" "Uh, well, it's a habit," Natalie explained. Jasper turned around and looked at her, "Did you call Allen?" "It's too early when I came back. I just woke up and haven't had time to call him." "Was it because of the time difference, or was it because you just didn't want to call him?" Jasper questioned, fixing his eyes on her. Natalie felt even more pressured, "Do you not believe me?" "I'm afraid that you'll run away or you'll get plastic surgery and pretend that you don't know me. You're six years younger than me, so you still have a lot of time.
Jasper Milton was such a proud person. However, she hurt him with his love willfully. She tried her best to show him a woman's stubbornness, overbearingness, unreasonableness, and just how difficult she was to get along with. She planned to push him far away as quickly as she could until his love for her was depleted. However, perhaps that did not matter. As long as she loved him, it would be fine. She knew that what she did was right. Jasper had already sacrificed a lot for her. She still remembered his look when he was wearing a military uniform. He was upstanding and righteous. He was able to gain a decisive victory with just a glance. He had that kind of arrogance. She still remembered the time when they first met. He said, "I am a soldier and I will protect you." He went to study in the military school a long time ago and he started off as a special forces soldier. From then on, he made great contributions to the army. Without the help of
"What?" Natalie Wheeler was surprised why Aneira had asked this question out of the blue. Aneira Mallon curled up the corner of her mouth, "Mr. Milton usually doesn't even want to talk to Avril. He doesn't even want to give her a glance. However, whenever he shows up, you'd show up too. Don't tell me you don't know him." Natalie understood and she smiled slightly, "It turns out that he and I have such a fate." "Don't you two know each other? If not, why did he give this cooperation to you?" Aneira said aggressively. "When I went to Stephen's island last time, Mr. Milton was also there. There was an accident and they all thought it was me who saved them. I think that's probably the reason why. Honestly, I just have lady luck on my side. Historically, many successful people have gotten to where they were with some degree of luck. I've always been quite lucky. If you cooperate with me, I believe you will be lucky too," Natalie said with a smile. "You do have
When Avril saw that there was no response from the people behind her, she turned around and looked at the picture. "What's going on?" she asked in horror. "The pirate was not smiling just now, why is he smiling now?" "This is a double-sided picture. Depending on the position you're at and the angle of view, different pictures could be seen," Natalie Wheeler explained. "Oh, I see. Jasper, I'm a little scared. Could you please take my hand?" Avril said to Jasper. Natalie chuckled. Jasper Milton pinched her waist and loosened his hand. Hearing Natalie's laughter, Avril asked, "What are you laughing at?" "Your mother is very cute," Natalie said meaningfully. "Are you sure? It's a shame that she does not have a companion even though she is so lovable. Let's keep going then," Avril said. All of a sudden, something fell from above and Avril screamed. Natalie was caught off guard. She was also scared and she took a step backward. Avri
"Do you think it was done by one person or two?" Jasper Milton asked. "Not less than two. They have to drug Avril and avoid the oil lamp from falling onto the ground. It can't be done by just one person. The person who locked the door didn't come in from the front door because the door was locked from outside. If the person who locked the door came in, that means that there are other passages in this castle." Natalie Wheeler walked to the fireplace and looked at the ashes inside, "Jasper, look." Jasper walked over and saw the drag marks on the ground, "I'll go up and take a look." He got in and retreated quickly. The oil splashed down from above, followed by a dozen pieces of lighted wood. When the wood came into contact with the oil, it lit up into a raging flame. Jasper took Natalie's hand and took three steps back. "Hit the door," Jasper said. He lifted the chair, walked out, and smashed it towards the door. One, two, three... the door was f
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