She spoke in a barely audible voice, "I want to know who did Zoah help during the meeting. Was it Sean or Christian?" "Now that you have brought this up, I found it rather odd. I thought that he would help Christian. But this time, he actually gave up his vote. When he did that, many others gave up their votes too. Another strange thing is that Sean was obviously targeting Christian. The incident that involved the Chief must've made Sean feel unsafe," Anthony Levis reported. "I understand. I'm at Zoah's house now so it's inconvenient for me to talk. I'll send you a text. I've coded the text using the formula that you and Jasper had come up with." "Understood." Stella Grace sent a series of numbers and alphabets to Anthony. Anthony knew what Stella meant after deciphering the message. After she was done texting, Stella opened the door and noticed Zoah's wife right at the door. She looked very flustered. She guessed that Zoahs's wife had been eav
When Zoah noticed Stella's presence, he spoke coldly, "We are not close at all. I don't think that you should stay for dinner. You may leave now." "Dad, she is my friend's wife," Simon Davis uttered unhappily. "There is no need for your friend's wife to have dinner at our house. Send the guest off," Zoah Davis snapped sternly. Stella Grace nodded and proceeded to open the door. "I'll give you a ride," Simon offered and walked in front of Stella. Stella glanced at her car and spoke, "No, thanks. I'm fine. Otherwise, it'd be dark when you get home." She then made a call to Elvis Zachary, "My car has been parked at the front door of Zoah's house. No one did anything to it, right?" "No. I got someone to keep an eye on it for the whole time. You should be safe as long as you take Longtream Highway," Elvis reported. "Okay," Stella entered her car. Simon looked at her. He wanted to say something but he stopped on second thought. Ste
"Tell me, I'm willing to help you no matter what," Allen showed no hesitation. Stella Grace beamed and shared with Allen everything that was on her mind. Before leaving, Allen said, "Natalie, if you were in politics, you would definitely be a leader." Stella watched him drive his car away. She didn't want to be a leader, nor did she want to achieve success in her career. She only longed for a peaceful family. A soldier drove her back to the villa. The people in the room were looking at her with worried eyes. Stella smiled, "Tell me what is on your mind." "Madam, we have rescued Eugene. Chief Levis mentioned that it was you who had arranged it. What should we do next? Chief Levis said that if we did not handle this well, Eugene could be sentenced to death," Elvis Zachary was on edge. "Don't worry, I'm certain that nothing will happen to Eugene. However, I really need you to do me a favor tomorrow. I will tell you the details once Anthony i
Stella Grace looked at Elvis Zachary, "You have something very important to do tomorrow, but it may be too rushed for you to do it alone. It'd be better if you have someone else to help you. The task that each of you has to do is to release an article on websites with high amounts of traffic. I have already written down the content of the news that you need to post. Make sure you post it as the headline of every website. If your account was suspended, then post it again using a different account. If they have set up a system that will censor the words, then change the censored words into phonetic symbols, or add symbols between the words. I want every single person in A Country to know the truth in just one day. Also, don't forget to post it on foreign websites as well. Remember, you must lead the discussion." "I'm worried that I won't do it well. I'm not good with words," Elvis felt a little guilty. "I'll be going over to Richard's for the whole day tomorrow. I
At 1 p.m. The article had been posted on multiple websites and it was trending online. The spammers were amazing as the posts had been shared more than ten million times. Christian Saltzman had been paying attention to the posts as well. He even managed to use his power to take down and block a few dozen posts. However, his efforts were futile. Once he blocked the posts, a few dozen others would be posted online again. The spammers would just get it trending again. Christian eventually set up a website that would censor the keywords. Stella's mouth curved into a smile. This was the opportunity she had been waiting for. She posted another post in an instant, "Did the person in question feel guilty all of a sudden? All the posts that I have posted have either been deleted or blocked. The name 'Christian Saltzman' has been deleted in every post. So, Christian Saltzman, are you feeling guilty?" As soon as her post was sent out, one of the sp
After Christian Saltzman left the room, Sean Yaleman picked up his phone and called Stella Grace, "I have two things to tell you. First, Christian said that the person who killed Jasper was not one of his men. You'd better investigate the murder again. I think that he has no reason to lie to me. "Second, he will probably let that Dark Shadow go and apologize to the public thereafter. After all, that Dark Shadow did try to assassinate him. I will not be able to guarantee his safety if you decide to pursue this matter further." Stella looked straight ahead with a deep gaze. Wasn't it Christian who assassinated Jasper? In other words, the two people working for Christian were still lurking in the military base. She must try her best to find out who they are. She also knew that she could not continue investigating the matter anymore if she wanted Eugene to be safe. Even if she continued to do so, Christian would not be punished. However, it did n
"Well, go ahead." "Jasper's assassination probably wasn't Christian's doing. I heard that Christian had contacted his people in the military base and asked them to find out the one who killed Jasper. He was extremely angry and he said that he had been framed. He wants to find out the person who framed him and cut his head off. I don't think that Christian is acting," Frederick Addington said. "I've already heard about it and I am in the middle of having someone investigate this as well. If it weren't for a friend's reminder, I would have been fooled. The person behind it is more scheming than Christian. By the way, thank you, if it weren't for the address that you gave, we wouldn't have been able to save Eugene," Stella stated formally. Frederick heard her tone and felt a clear spring into his chest. He felt as though he could finally breathe and his whole body relaxed. He remembered that Stella used to treat him harshly, but now, he was satisfied with her chan
That person... It was such a familiar feeling. It wasn't Allen, it wasn't Frederick... and it wasn't Jasper either. Jasper didn't need to search for anything and he wouldn't hide anything from her either. Who was it then? Stella Grace opened her eyes, but there was no one in the room. She turned on the light and looked around. She couldn't find any traces of that person. Was it just a dream then? The dream was too real. She called Elvis Zachary. "Hello, boss," Elvis greeted her in a daze. "I'm not your boss. I'm Stella. Could you check for me if anyone had broken into the villa?" Stella asked. "What? Someone broke into the villa?" Elvis immediately became alert. "Please check it out for me," Stella ordered. "Okay, I'll check right away," Elvis hung up the phone. Stella held her phone and waited for the news patiently. If the person was not captured by the surveillance camera, then, was the person already in t
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