His cell phone started ringing as soon as he returned to his office. He looked at it and realized that it was Stella calling. He glanced at Eli, went out of the office, and answered the call in the meeting room next door, "What's wrong?" "Give me Eli's number," Stella Grace said anxiously. He could already guess her intention. "Stella, mind your own business. You are pregnant now, don't exhaust yourself. Don't worry about Eli. I have told you that I love her, and I am more concerned with her safety than you are," Sean Yaleman said sternly "If you're worried about her safety, then you shouldn't have contacted her again. Are you giving me the number or not?" Stella said forcefully. "Since she is already a target, do you think it would be safer to let her roam around freely or to keep her by my side?" Sean asked. "It's safer to keep her by my side," Stella blurted out. "She came back to look for the murderer who killed her mother. What do you thi
Sean glanced at the caller ID. It was Stella. He looked deeply at Eli, empathy flashing through his eyes. He said in a low voice, "What did you say? I had a problem with my phone, so I didn't hear what you said." "I was wondering why you were so quiet. I said, my people have already gone to the President's Mansion. They'll reach at around 8 p.m. Please make the arrangements accordingly and don't let Eli know about it," Stella repeated. Sean was still looking at Eli. She looked deep in thought, "I see. Alright then. Let's keep in touch later." He hung up the phone and sat down next to Eli. He held her hand. Eli withdrew her hand subconsciously, her eyes slightly red. Whenever she heard Stella's name, met her, or heard her voice, it would remind her of the day her mother died. She couldn't find it in herself to forgive her. A friend's action would bring more harm than an enemy's. Sean took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, Stella cares about
"What happened?" Bellamy asked worriedly. Stella wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and sobbed. Bellamy's eyes were filled with sympathy and a hint of complexity. He put his hand on Stella's shoulder, trying to warm her, "Stella, if you're unhappy, just let me know, okay? I will be with you forever and I will protect you, even if..." Bellamy paused for a moment and didn't continue. However, Stella's face remained on his chest, and she did not notice the unusual glint in his eyes. She said while sobbing, "We must protect Eli, okay? I can't possibly let her be in danger again." Bellamy sat beside her and held her in his arms, "I'll do whatever you say. Don't be sad. You're pregnant now, and you do know that you can't do anything just being sad. It is good to express your emotion at times, but being too emotional will only harm yourself." Stella took a few deep breaths and looked at him. Her eyes were red and she still had
"Hmm?" Bellamy looked at her. "Mom had gone to M Country because our goods were accidentally exchanged. I am worried that someone is deliberately targeting Milton Corp, so I asked Mom to give up on some uncertain foreign industry and focus on charity." Stella said. "You have a point. Besides, my mother is already old, and you are currently pregnant. Too much work will only become a burden eventually. We aren't striving for money, so we will do as you say. I will support whatever decision you make," Bellamy said softly. "Doing charity is a way to build the foundation for you to become the President, but..." Stella was a little worried and she paused. "But what?" Bellamy asked. "I'm afraid that we would become the next Asher, sacrificing our personalities, conscience, and lives for the sake of the benefits. Jasper, if we could have our revenge, what's the point of becoming the next President then? There are so many people watching our every movement. Don't y
Eli pushed his chest away and changed the subject, asking, "Well, Sean, when are you going to meet with your men? Have you arranged for it?" "I have already given the order. They will report to me once everything is arranged. There will be a foreign ambassador coming over tomorrow night. I need to entertain him," Sean said. "Are you going to show them the national quintessence of our country?" Eli seemed to have thought of something and her eyes narrowed. "Yes, what were you thinking?" Sean was curious. In the past, she would always start to act mischievously when such a smile appeared on her face. "The President of the United States visited Japan not long ago. They brought him to witness one of the authentic experiences of the country, Sumo Fighting. As a result, the two fighters were still sparring with each other on the field after four hours. It was an extremely boring experience. If you have a grudge against the foreign ambassador, you could do that a
Eli was so furious that she started kicking the door madly. He was outrageous, inexplicable, and unreasonable. He must have been out of his mind! How could he lock her up in such a confined space? She was extremely mad that her whole body was shaking! He had done the same thing to her in the past. He forced her to give birth, have sex with him, and he even forbade her from leaving. And history was repeating once again. She had freedom, and she craved for it. She was her own, and she did not belong to anyone. "Ah!" Eli was about to explode. The entire corridor was filled with her wails and howls. At midnight, Sean gave Colonel Cher a call after he was done with his work, "How is she? Did she say anything about wanting to see me?" Colonel Cher replied wryly, "No." "Continue to lock her up until she begs for mercy," Sean said angrily and hung up the phone. Yvonne came over with a glass of milk and said softl
She wanted to go back to that time five years ago. At that time, her father was still the director of the hospital, and she could do whatever she wanted in the hospital. If time could turn back, she would stay with her parents, and she would never rent an apartment to live alone to pursue the so-called freedom. Sean looked at her. She had her head lowered, seemingly immersed in silent sorrow. His heart ached. She must be missing her parents. He walked towards her and knew that he had gone too far by locking her up in this little dark room. However, he was worried that Eli would simply escape according to her unruly character. He took her hand, which was cold and dry. He put her hand into his clothes and placed it on his warm stomach. Eli wanted to pull her hand out. However, she was afraid that she would be imprisoned in this hellish place forever. She decided to endure it. After all, his touch was slowly warming up her body. She was not the
"Nice to meet you," Eli greeted. Sean held Eli's hands tightly, as though he was displeased with her sweet tone. "Ah, what a coincidence. I couldn't believe that I ran into you here. I have heard about you before and I heard that you were a military doctor," the man said warmly. Eli was very curious after learning that he had heard of her. Although she didn't recognize him, she pretended to be very familiar with him and looked behind him. "Did you come to have a meal with your friends?" "I'm having supper with some of my colleagues after working overtime," the man explained. "What are you doing now?" Eli had always been chatty, and she tried to strike up a conversation with him. Sean didn't like the fact that their conversation was still going on. He squeezed Eli's hand again. "I work in IT and I have a studio," he said. He noticed that a strange man was wearing a cap and a mask next to Eli. It was strange for someone to wear a mask and