When Stella Grace got up in the morning, her head was still groggy and pieces of memory flashed through her mind. She did not know whether it was a dream or a real incident. Oh, yes. She had surveillance footage. She picked up her cell phone to check the recordings. Jasper Milton had walked out of the library speedily, went into the study, and made his way upstairs. Then, he went into her room, turned on the flashlight, and stood in front of her bed for quite a while. Stella's face flushed. He really did come. There was an unusual sweetness in her heart. Jasper bent down and kissed her. From her forehead to her cheeks, then to her lips. Her face became even redder. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and looked at the screen again. He then exited her room. She replayed the video. He left after kissing her on the lips. Since he was already here, why didn't he talk to her before leaving? Stella replayed the vid
"The casino, yes?" Stella Grace smirked. She believed that the casino would kill Vera for not returning their money. However, there was no way the casino would slander her deliberately. Hence, someone must have been targeting her on purpose. Stella threw a stack of money in front of Sirus, "How can I find the people from the casino? Or, do you have any idea who made Kevin say all this?" "It's Warren. He's in charge of the casino," Sirus answered every question truthfully. Stella wrote down a phone number on a piece of paper. She then stuffed the paper in between the money and handed it to Sirus, "All I can say is that Kevin's life is in danger right now. Tell him to call me if he wants his life saved." She then stood up and said to Lynette Lanes, who was next to her, "Let's head over to the casino." Stella walked first and went to the cardroom. Glancing around, she noticed that there weren't many people in the living room. Those who were
Lynette Lanes immediately stood in front of Stella and shouted at Warren, "Don't we still have laws here? You can't just randomly hit people like that." "My words are the law here. Teach them a lesson!" Warren's men immediately charged forward. Stella Grace was still very composed, "Did you think that I had come here unprepared? The evidence of your murder is in my hands. If you want to die, then just go ahead and lay a finger on us." "Stop," Warren looked at Stella doubtfully. "Who the hell are you? Where did you get the evidence?" "After you were ordered to kill Vera, you blamed the crime on me. Unfortunately, you didn't clean up your mess well. Kevin knows everything, and there's even a recording as evidence," Stella went straight to the point. "What the hell do you want?" Warren yelled with rage. "When you killed Vera, have you ever thought of the power she has behind her?" Stella asked. "She's just an ignorant woman who only knows how to f
"That man, the one who was known as Bellamy Chuck, why does he look just like the Chief?" Lynette Lanes could not seem to wrap her head around this. Stella Grace closed her eyes and had a catnap. After a while of pondering, she made a phone call to Anthony Levis. "Hi, it's me, Stella. I just saw someone at the Englese Clubhouse who looked very similar to Jasper. His name is Bellamy Chuck. Could you please look into him?" Stella said gloomily. "Could it be the Chief? After all, it's safer for the Chief to change his identity," Anthony guessed. "I don't know, but they looked too much alike. I couldn't even tell the difference. It doesn't look like he had gone through cosmetic surgery either. However, his temperament was totally different from Jasper's," Stella frowned. "When we were on missions, we had to dress up often. It's unusual for him to show up like that. If he's the Chief, he would have contacted you, wouldn't he?" Stella recalled how Jasper h
"Alright. By the way, are you coming to the military base again? The examination from before hasn't been carried out yet. On a side note, we've collected 80% of the data on Christian's men. Should I send them to you?" Anthony Levis asked. "Send them to me. I'll take a look at them and get the test sheet ready by tonight. Tell every soldier out there to do the test. Some of them will have to do it twice or thrice," Stella Grace responded. "Okay." Stella hung up the phone and dialed Micheal's number. "Stella, you finally called back. I was nearly frozen solid in the airport," Micheal Zavier complained. "Micheal, have you arrived? Sorry, I was taking a nap. I'll pick you up now," Stella lifted her quilt and got up. "I would have probably passed out multiple times by the time you arrived. I'm now in room 1908 at the Intercontinental Hotel. I even had my dinner already. Are you still coming over?" Micheal told her. "I haven't had dinner yet," Stella
Linda paused and stepped forward. Lynette was afraid that she might hurt Stella, hence she stood in front of Stella. "Oh my dearest Natalie, couldn't you just help me? I want to be a charming woman just like you," Linda said coquettishly. Stella was once envious of Linda, who was both sunny and lively, as though she was bathing in the spring breeze. It was pleasant to have her around. However, Linda wanted to be just like her. "Linda, it's very easy for Frederick to get girls. He's good at flirting and pleasing women. He's rich, handsome, and has a good figure. He is generous to women, that's why women tend to fall for him. However, he can be unfaithful too. I was married to him a long time ago. We were married for three years. It was not that short of a period. He was surrounded by all sorts of women throughout those years. I used to believe that he would notice my existence if I tried hard enough, but he never did. He made out wit
She walked for another half an hour, another three tunnels appeared. She continued with the middle path once again. After another half an hour, again, three different paths! There wasn't much thread left, but she couldn't just give up like this! She continued walking forward. She ran out of thread halfway through the tunnels. She thought of walking till the end this time. If there were other intersection tunnels, she'd have no choice but to turn back. Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. Stella turned around and saw someone standing right behind her. She got frightened and moved a few steps back. Quickly, she shone her flashlight towards the person's face... it was Jasper! He squinted his eyes, "Have you seen enough? Move the flashlight away, it hurts my eyes." Stella sighed in relief after she realized that it was him. She moved the flashlight aside and felt a little angry, "Do you come home through these tunnels every day?" "Mainly to see
Stella Grace was at a loss for words. This... She had never been a bold person. She had never spoken that way before, and she definitely would not be saying them now. He lowered his head. "Are you shy?" Bellamy Chuck stared at her. A streak of light flashed across his eyes as he lifted a smirk, "Men love listening to these." "Do you like it too?" Stella Grace looked up at him. Although there was a frown on his brows, his eyes were pleasantly surprised. It was as though he had thought of something, "Yeah, why don't you try saying it?" Stella turned her back towards him. She felt embarrassed and said, "We won't say stuff like this in public anyways, so let's skip this." He held her in his arms and asked in a hoarse voice, "Couldn't you just humor me?" "Hmm?" Stella turned to look at him. He was very close to her. His eyes were filled with desire, "It hasn't even been three months since I've gotten pregnant. We shouldn't be
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