"Bullsh*t! You are slandering me," Christian Saltzman cursed. "Tell me then, which part of my words is slandering you?" Stella asked calmly. Christian was stunned and he said, "I do have my own people, but the President knows about it. My actions have been approved by the President, and what I have done has also been recorded." Christian dragged Sean into the matter on purpose. Everyone's sight was now focused on Sean. Sean forced a smile, and it seemed as though the world had gone upside down, "Are you talking about my father?" Christian's eyes were cold, and he locked his gaze onto Sean angrily. He gnashed his teeth in hatred and said, "Yes." "Since you claimed that your actions have been recorded, I should be able to find it with my authority. However, the urgent matter at hand is Allen's case. I need to give a reply to the international authorities," Sean said, ending the issue with his words. What he said could either save Christi
"Stella, come with me," Sean said. Stella followed Sean out of the door and into the meeting room next door. His soldiers then closed the door. "You pushed the country into the limelight to deal with Christian. Is this really what you wish to see? Are you sure that this is what Jasper wants you to do?" Sean asked. "Firstly, I was not the one who had pushed the country into the limelight. Secondly, I wouldn't have come here if that was my intention. Thirdly, don't talk about the country with me. I don't think that you are any better than I am," Stella said coldly. "Stop it. That's enough, isn't it?" Sean warned, "If you don't stop, I will have no choice but to go against you." "Why would you go against me? Are you doing that because you thought that I wanted to deal with Christian?" Stella asked calmly. "You set Allen's factory on fire in order to deal with Christian. You even involved innocent people and let Allen apply for international arbitr
Eli finished the wine in the glass. She chuckled and said, "Why wouldn't you allow it? Is it because you are the President, or because you are married?" "Because I love you," Sean blurted out. Eli laughed until her tears were about to fall, "You claimed that you loved me, yet you targeted my parents. You loved me, so you killed them. You loved me, so you forced me to give birth to our son and then imprisoned my freedom. If this is love, then I'm sorry, I don't want any of it." Sean walked forward and grabbed Eli's hand. His grip was a little strong, and he asked firmly, "What should I do to make you believe me?" Eli wanted to shake off his hands, but her efforts were in vain. She simply stopped struggling and looked at him coldly, "I don't care if you love me or not, because I. don't. love. you." Eli said one word clearly after another, bluntly expressing her feelings. Sean felt as though his heart was about to be split open. He lowered his head and
"Stop it. We're still the same as before. Apart from you leaving me, I will give you whatever you want," Sean coaxed patiently. "Well, divorce your wife then," Eli smiled, a cunning light flashing in her eyes. She said with absolute provocation, "I will marry you if you divorce her. I was just joking when I said that I have a husband." Sean smiled, "Well, remember to keep your promise then. You'll have to marry if I were to divorce my wife. However, you have to give me two years first." Eli sneered. She had expected this outcome. Did Sean think that she was still a naive teenager? Men were used to cheating women with promises of future plans and imaginations. For example, women would often believe men when the latter said that they would divorce their wives for them. How foolish. No matter how sweet their words were, actions still spoke louder than words. After all, she had never liked him, let alone, loved him. Hence, when she he
Eli's eyes drooped as she stared into space. She knew that it was Stella and she could roughly guess what Stella had said from Sean's reply. She felt a little uneasy. She took a deep breath and buried herself under the quilt. Sean noticed Eli's unusual behavior. He put his hand on her shoulder and said softly, "What's wrong?" "I'm hungry," Eli said with a sob. Sean lowered his head and kissed her on the back. He called his men and asked, "Are you done yet?" "We'll be there in ten minutes," one of his subordinates reported. "Hurry up," Sean urged. "Yes, sir." The food that he had ordered arrived soon after, and so did his clothes. A large group of men had shown up outside her door. He ate with her while his people guarded the door outside. They were fully armed and waiting to be commanded. They blocked all the exits, ensuring that no rumors would be spread. Eli felt a little depressed. She took a deep breath and looked at Sea
Inside the car. Eli shut her eyes and rested. At this moment, her phone rang. When she saw the caller ID, she sat up straight and said softly, "Hello." "Are you back in A Country?" The caller seemed very shocked and angry. "Yes," Eli felt guilty, and her expression was unnatural. She compressed her lips and said coquettishly, "I'm sorry." Sean's heart twisted for some reason. It was painful, and a hint of anger flashed between his brows. That was how she was. She seemed to always forget who she belonged to. When she confessed her love to him when they were in the fifth grade, she had beaten him up because he didn't take a fancy to her at that time. Did she think that her measly martial skills now could defeat him? He was the national martial arts champion of the youth group. He pressed her down on the ground and looked at her. She didn't cry. Instead, she pursed her lips stubbornly. She did not show any pain of being broken-hearted. She
Eli Wayne didn't want to think about her identity. She didn't want to be a mistress. She would leave and never come back when she was done with her tasks. The security guards at the President's Mansion conducted a strict examination on the car before it entered. The compound size of President's Mansion was similar to her previous manor's, but there were many more security officers on guard. The car passed through the trees, the lake, and finally arrived at the door of the mansion that was facing the lake. Sean's servants were already waiting outside to welcome them. There were two maids, three male servants, one male housekeeper, two chefs, Sean's wife as well as her maid. Eli felt a little guilty and uneasy when she saw Sean's wife. She followed Sean out of the car, standing apart from him with her head lowered. "You must have had a long day," Yvonne Harington said gently. Eli looked at Yvonne once again. She was extremely beautif
Her maid was looking at her from upstairs. Eli Wayne looked around and sat down on a chair. Yvonne's servant said coldly, "This is our Madam's favorite place. She likes peace and quiet. I hope that you would not come here and disturb her unless it was necessary." "Oh," Eli stood up knowingly. "Also, Madam is the master of this house. I hope that you will abide by your responsibilities and don't break the servants' rules. The Madam's being polite to you because she's educated. If you take it for granted and act arrogantly, you should get out of here," the female servant said rudely. The servants' rules? Eli was quite angry. "Your Madam is indeed a kindhearted person, but we are here to work. If you don't like your job, you may leave and go somewhere else to work. A Country has abolished slavery policy a long time ago, and there is no such thing as servants or masters here," Eli said with a smile. Her smile was solely to express her kindne