"You guys aren't leaving anymore, right?" Sean Yaleman went straight to the point. "Yeah, too many things have happened recently. Jasper's father has just passed away. There are some responsibilities that he simply couldn't avoid," Stella Grace said vaguely. Sean laughed, "Ha, you finally know there are some responsibilities that one could never avoid. Just like me, why do I insist to be the President? If I don't, my family will be in danger. After all, my father once had so many enemies, so I have to protect them." Stella remained silent. She didn't know why Sean had said these to her. Was it because he knew their purpose and was trying to warn them, or... "Why are you telling me this?" Stella was suspicious. "I love Eli and I also love my family. However, I can't possibly protect both at the moment. But I could marry her after I stabilize my regime a few years later," Sean said in a low voice. So that was his reason. "Sean, forget it. T
It was already 10 a.m. by the time they finished breakfast. Jasper Milton then went out to deal with some affairs. The doctor examined Stella and said that she would not need to take the prescribed medicine anymore. She could go out for a walk, but she had to avoid strenuous exercise. She used to be a gynecologist, so she understood the doctor's advice. She went back to her room and read some psychology books. She closed her eyes as she tried to understand every part of the book. She also recalled the cases that she had done before. At noon, Auntie Wood cooked a lot of delicious dishes. Stella was never picky about food, so she ate everything. After that, she continued to read. When she felt sleepy, she took a nap. After a long while, she was awakened by the ringtone of her mobile phone. She saw that it was a call from Allen, so she sat up and answered the phone. "Allen, I haven't heard from you in so long," She was very happy to receive his ca
Linda looked a lot like Stella Grace before she underwent surgery, so she was always worried. Allen could tell that Stella was worried, so he said, "I have no choice. Even if I don't bring her here this time, she would still come here herself secretly. It's safer to have her here by my side." "Allen, have you ever thought about having a relationship with Linda?" Stella asked tentatively while she cleaned the fish. "Linda is a bit childish. I don't really like immature girls. I like women who are mature, so it's impossible for me to be with her. I just regard her as my younger sister," Allen explained. "She does seem a bit immature. She likes handsome men very much," Stella said with a smile. Allen also smiled, "When she sees Jasper later, she'll probably be disappointed because he's your man." Stella shrugged and said, "As long as the others are unaware of my relationship with Grandpa." "Do you mind sharing the specific reason behind that?" All
"You are lauding at the spirit of the others whilst belittling that of your own," Linda said disgustedly. Allen smiled and said, "No, I just wanted to give you a blow so that you would know yourself better." "Allen, you are so annoying," Linda pursed her lips in frustration. "Don't you think that I'm helping you? The truth is there regardless of whether I'm annoying. Try to think about her merits. That's the reason why the man you like had married her. Then you will feel much better, won't you?" Allen said happily. "I'm fine. Anyway, I know that I am not as good as she is. That girl seems good, but I don't see you losing to that man. Perhaps, you are even better than him. Yet you didn't win her heart either," Linda retorted. Allen did not know what to say. "You win," Allen turned around. Linda stuck her tongue out and threw herself on Allen's back. She said coquettishly, "I'm sorry, Allen. I didn't do it on purpose, you're an excellent man. I'm
Stella Grace was really afraid of hitting Jasper's face, so she aimed her throws slightly higher. "What are you afraid of? Come on," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. "Let's stop playing this. Let's make a snowman instead," Stella Grace squatted down and rolled a snowball. Jasper stood in front of her and looked at her. He said meaningfully, "Stella, don't let me be your soft spot." "Don't let me be your soft spot too then," Stella said with a smile. Jasper put a snowball on Stella's head and stepped back. Stella understood his intention and finally stood up. He retreated 20 meters away and threw the snow ball at her. Stella could feel that there was a gust of wind coming toward her. In an instant, the snowball above her head was hit away. This was not about soft spots, but ability. Stella did not argue with him. She continued to squat down and make the snowball happily. Jasper walked to her helplessly, squatted down, and mad
There was a sentence on the note: 'It's easy to hide in a place that is often ignored'. On the opposite side of the note was a series of numbers. It looked very strange. Perhaps because of her curiosity, Stella decided to look into it. She had nothing to do anyway. She took a look at the bookshelves and noticed that there were numbers on them. She first found the book according to the numbers. She then turned to the specific page and continued to search for a number on that page. After finding all the numbers, she found that they made up 258614. What did this number mean? Was it the password of a bank account? Besides, 'It's easy to hide in a place that is often ignored'. What did that mean? What was he trying to hide? Stella Grace looked around and realized that the layout of this basement was very simple. There were bookshelves, books, and desks with drawers. She opened the drawer. There was nothing in it. The desk lamp was normal
He held her hand tightly and looked at her with confusion. Stella smiled. "It's the weekend today. I'll go over at about 2 p.m.," Jasper said through the phone. "Dad, I moved to a new house. You know where I live, right?" Ralph asked worriedly. "I know," Jasper hung up the phone, "I'm sorry," he said to Stella. "It's okay. You don't need to apologize to me. You never thought that Ralph would appear in this world. Just like the people who have cancers and tumors. Just because they did not want it doesn't mean that it would not happen. Since it has already happened, you should face it bravely. Anyway, Ralph is your son. You should take the responsibility as his father," Stella said indifferently. "I'm afraid that you'll feel aggrieved," Jasper said worriedly. "People will only feel aggrieved if they did something in hopes for something in return. For Ralph, I only do my duty as his stepmother. I don't expect him to repay me," Stella said with a s
Jasper Milton drove back and saw Ralph Milton rushing out of the security room. He was wearing thin clothes, so he was shivering. His eyes turned cold. Bettany Hadley really didn't care about him at all. He opened the car door and said in a low voice, "Get into the car." "Dad, I don't want to go. There is an old witch at your home. She is cruel and merciless. She wants to kill me," Ralph complained. Jasper's eyes became colder. He threw Ralph into the car and didn't go into the manor. He drove to the side and turned on the heater, "Who is the old witch that you are talking about?" Ralph saw that his father was angry. He hesitated, thought for a moment, and said, "She kidnapped me and forced my mother to leave you." "How did you know?" Jasper asked directly. "My mother told me," Ralph said confidently. Jasper made a call in front of Ralph. After three seconds, Bettany answered. He turned on the speaker. "Did you tel
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