Please? Why was she pleading her? Was Hale asking her to save her? Or was she asking for help with other matters? Stella Grace realized that her hands were trembling. Hale Summer lowered her head and wrote the secret on Stella's hand. "That operation never existed." Stella did not understand. "What do you mean?" "It was just a drill. The mission was fake, but the deaths were real." Stella still didn't understand what she meant and she looked at Hale suspiciously. "Tell Jasper. He will understand what I'm saying. If the whole operation was fake, how could there be spies?" Hale continued to write. Stella felt a chill on her back. "How did you know that?" "I needed money, so I accepted some missions. During one of the missions, I was assigned to S Country and I met a minister there. I sneaked into their database and discovered a scandal. The Vice President of their country was our rescue target. He had a secret lover in X Country
Stella Grace felt uncomfortable upon hearing Frederick's unfriendly tone. She then smiled, "My presence here doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?" Frederick Addington suddenly realized that he might have come off as rude. "I was just curious. After all, you don't seem like a person who likes to be in this kind of occasion, Miss Wheeler." "You don't know me well enough. How would you know whether I like it or not?" Stella retorted. The atmosphere between the two of them was filled with hostility. "Master Addington, do you know each other?" someone asked. Frederick shrugged his shoulders. "Sort of." He looked at Jasper Milton and said, "When I heard that you were here, I came here to propose a toast. Director Milton, you must have had a lot of trouble recently, right?" "It has nothing to do with you," Jasper said coldly. "Of course it has something to do with me. We've known each other for such a long time, and I hope that you wou
Stella Grace smiled and she said, "What if the woman you loved comes back one day?" Frederick Addington suddenly paused and he looked at Stella suspiciously. He loosened his hand and his eyes dimmed. "I don't think she will ever come back again. I think Jasper thinks the same too. That's why he allowed you to be his assistant." Stella caught the strange look in his eyes. "Frederick, do you want to make a deal?" "What deal?" Frederick's eyes lit up with hope. "What do you mean when you said that I will soon regret my decision?" Stella asked. Frederick glanced at her and said, "Jasper is doomed. If you continue to stay by his side, you will soon regret it." "Jasper is doomed? What do you mean?" "Natalie, are you really worried about Jasper? Are you interested in him?" Frederick suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with suspicion. "If you're talking about Hale, then I suppose that you're thinking too much. Jasper is not going to save her." St
"I don't think you should involve yourself any further in this matter. I'll handle it," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. Stella Grace felt a little uneasy. She knew that Jasper was worried that she would be in danger, so he did not want her to be involved. However, she was not afraid of danger, nor was she afraid of death. Instead, she was worried that something bad would happen to Jasper. The thought of something awful happening to him made her eyes turn red. "Jasper, I promise that I would not run away if something bad happens to you. We'll face it together, okay?" "The difference between us is that I can't be dealt with by ordinary people with my skills and abilities. However, if they decide to go after you, you will be an easy target." Jasper said seriously. Indeed, she was powerless and she could not help him even if she wanted to. "I really don't understand. Why do you like me? I have a bad temper and I'm don't have any strengths. My ch
Once you had lost someone you love, it would feel as though the world was void of color. All that was left was black and white. You could be surrounded by many people but still feel so alone. No matter how hot the summer was, it would still feel cold. When she was eating, she would think of the times they had eaten together. His favorite dishes and how he would pick the bones for her. When she was sleeping, she would remember how he lay by her side and she would use his arm as her pillow. When she was walking, she would think of him walking beside her. He would let her walk on the inside, and he would hold her hand when crossing the road. When she was watching TV, she would think about him sitting next to her. He didn't enjoy soap operas, but he wouldn't fight to change the TV program with her. He would just be on his phone instead. When she was cold, he would put his coat on her and hold her hand. When she was tired, he would let her lea
Stella Grace smiled awkwardly. She wiped her tears, but her eyes were still wet. She pretended to be calm and said, "Sorry, I was having a nightmare." "I died in your dream, didn't I?" Jasper Milton said in a low voice. Stella looked at Jasper in surprise. "You've been shouting 'Jasper. Don't die'." Jasper explained. Stella sat up. Thinking of that dream, she felt a little ache in her heart. She lifted the hair on her forehead and squinted at Jasper. "I dreamed that you were smashed to death by a huge rock, and I also dreamed of Eli." "Dreams are usually the opposite. This proves that I won't die. It's still early. Do you want to sleep for a while more?" Jasper sat up and looked at the time. It was only 5.45 a.m. Stella shook her head, "I am used to waking up at this time. I don't want to sleep anymore. I'll make breakfast and go for a morning jog." "That's a good habit. I'll accompany you then." Jasper also got up. Stella brushed her tee
He looked at her and smiled slightly. "You can change your appearance and your body, but it still can't change your fate. Please take a seat, Miss." Stella Grace paused for a moment. In fact, she knew that every well-known charlatan was an expert at reading microexpressions. They could get useful information just by looking at a person's expression or through their words. However, she was surprised that he could accurately tell that she had changed her appearance and thoroughly remolded herself. She sat down in front of Master Olgic. The master handed her a pen. "Write down a word and tell me, what do you want to know?" Stella took the pen from Master Olgic and wrote down 'fate' on the paper. She put down the pen and said softly, "I want to know how to chase bad luck away so that my lover and I can be safe from now on." Master Olgic looked at the word written by Stella. "Only a man could decide his own destiny. Young lady, you have your own ideas. Yo
They had lunch at the church and it was already 4 p.m. when they got home. Stella Grace was cooking in the kitchen while Jasper Milton was working in the study. After she was done cooking, she glanced at the study upstairs and went out with her mobile phone and the garbage. After disposing of the garbage, she went to the big locust tree and dialed a number. "Allen, I want to hire a few mercenaries. Could you please contact them for me?" Stella asked directly. "Er, okay, how skilled do you want them to be?" Allen asked softly. He didn't ask her why she wanted these mercenaries. As long as she wanted them, he would get them for her. "The best. I need five of them. Ask them to call me after you find them. I'll transfer the fees to them." Stella said in a low voice. "Okay. How have you been recently?" Allen asked with concern. "Mm, I'm fine. What about you?" Stella asked casually. "Ha." Allen chuckled. "I'm not doing well." "What's wrong?" St