"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
She sighed. She would read novels on reincarnation, revenge, and setups whenever she was bored. She had always read the stories with extreme passion. Now, it was her turn to live through it... She could not come up with a good approach no matter how she had racked her brain. When her mother died, she wanted to come back and kill Sean immediately. Her father took her away and analyzed the situation to her, making her realize that Sean was unlikely the murderer. He would have done it earlier if he had wanted to. "Why are you sighing?" Sean asked. Eli looked at Sean. It didn't matter although she was not intelligent, at least, she was one who would express her thoughts openly without feeling embarrassed. "Sean, if I find the person who killed my mother, will you help me?" Eli asked. "Of course," Sean said. "Are you going to help me or not?" Eli didn't know which he was referring to. "I would help you," Sean'
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