She was about to leave him, so she didn't dare to accept anything from him anymore. After the meal, Sean brought Eli to his room to take a look at the Willow branch. He really did bring the Willow branch back with him. Not only did he preserve it, but he even made it into a tiny Willow tree. Apart from the bridge beside the tree in the artwork, there was also a boy who was holding an ice cream, and a girl who was holding a Willow branch. Wasn't this an illustration of what had happened between them back then? "There are three different ways to look at this picture. It will appear differently when you stand at different angles," Sean said as he pulled Eli to the center. When she stood in the middle, she saw something that was completely different. She saw that the girl was holding an ice cream and the boy was holding a Willow brach. "Wow, it's amazing." "It's alright. You just need to make use of some physics principles to create an optical i
"Do you even get shy?" Sean wasn't convinced at all. She wanted to slap him. "Could you carry me to the bathroom? Surely you're strong enough to lift me right?" She tried to goad him into action. Sean was helpless. He lifted her and carried her to the bathroom. Eli was happy that her plan was working. Hence, she kissed his lips and said to him, "Good job, little Sean." "What did you call me? Do you want me to let go of my hands now?" Sean wasn't pleased with what Eli had just called him. "Big Sean?" He looked at Eli charmingly and said, "Call me 'Hubby'." Eli pursed her lips and refused. She shuddered at the thought of saying that word out loud. "We're not married yet, are we?" "So you're letting someone other than your husband to f*ck you?" he asked hoarsely as he put Eli in the bathtub. "I haven't taken off my clothes yet," Eli said anxiously. He put his hands on the sides of the bathtub, then held Eli's hands and sta
Eli turned her body so that she was facing Sean. She stared into his eyes and said, "I think that you will look even more beautiful than Yvonne if you were to dress up as a woman." "Why would a man like me need to look beautiful?" Sean said seriously. Eli chuckled, "To attract my attention. I like a good-looking man." Sean was playing with her long hair. "Alright, then I will try to look better." Eli smiled and asked him sheepishly, "Why do you like me? Is it because I am pretty?" "Since when were you pretty?" Sean frowned. Eli lowered her gaze. Sean was in a good mood, hence, he grabbed Eli and held her in his arms. "There are a lot of good-looking people in the world, but their appearance won't last forever. I don't care about your appearance. I think that I fell for you was because you helped me with my homework for three years. I bet that only you could bear with me for that long." "You should have told me this earlier, then, I would
Their eyes met when Eli turned to look in Natasha's direction. She was stunned. However, Sean had already dragged her away before she could take a second look. Sean lowered his voice and said to her calmly, "That's not the real Natasha." "What?" Eli gasped in surprise, "But she looks just like her, doesn't she?" "There is also another man who looks just like Jasper. His name is Bellamy Chuck. This lady has gone through plastic surgery, while Bellamy did not," Sean explained. "Wow! That's so rare," Eli said. At this moment, she thought of Stella. Stella would have been overwhelmed with grief if Jasper really was dead. She might have even taken her own life. Therefore, there could only be two possibilities. Either Bellamy was actually Jasper, or Stella was helping Jasper to plan his revenge. What would happen if she could successfully avenge Jasper's death? Eli didn't dare to think more about it. Her heart was filled with unease. "Do
"Do you think that your wife here is still a young woman who could charm every other man? You're just overthinking it. Would you prefer that I shave my head off and dress like a nun? Wouldn't that worry you less?" Stella replied helplessly. "I'm not saying that you should become a nun. How's this, you could come and work for me. Since I'm the Director for Department of External Affairs and the lead interviewer, it wouldn't be a problem to let you in," Bellamy said as he smirked. "Sean wouldn't want me there," Stella answered cautiously. "Are you going to let go of this opportunity just because he doesn't want you there?" Bellamy asked her in return, "I even got you the answers for the entry tests." Stella chuckled and explained, "I'm sure that everyone would have already known that whatever happened to Christian and the Director of the Education Department were all single-handedly caused by me. Another issue will soon arise if I were to start working in the Dep
Eli felt that Sean was a little too close to her, so she pushed him away gently and changed the topic, "Are we there yet? It feels like it's taking us forever." "We'll reach the port soon." "The port?" Eli turned to him in shock and asked, "Do we have to take a boat to reach that place?" "Yes, it's on an isolated island." "F*ck. Why does everyone like the islands? They are far away from civilization and the roads are so dangerous," Eli complained. "There are several reasons why the training ground is on a deserted island. Firstly, it's far away from the public, so we need not worry about the citizens' safety, and secondly, it's easier to run our tests and training if the parameters are set and locked in. Lastly, the fight on a real combat battleground would be far tougher than the one they have on the island. Hence, we would need to train their decision-making skills, strategies planning, processing capability, and how they react under pressure," Sean expl
Sean walked towards the first floor of the ship. The ship was gigantic. It had four floors including the cabins. It was full of soldiers. Eli noticed the different cannons situated on the top floor as she raised her head. It seemed that this ship had been refurbished into a military ship. She quickly followed behind Sean and proceeded to the first floor. Someone came over and took off Sean's coat and hung it on a coat rack. The heaters in the room warmed Eli up as soon as she entered the ship. She couldn't help but notice Colonel Cher standing beside her. Unlike the President, no one offered to remove the coat from him. Hence, Eli dared not do it either. Sean looked at her and asked, "Don't you feel warm?" "Yes, I do," Eli responded inaudibly. "Take off your jacket and put it there then," Sean said as he pointed to the coat rack in the corner. "Alright," Eli immediately went to the corner and removed her winter jacke
Eli stared at him in confusion. "I agree with what you had just said and I want to become a leader who is well-respected by everyone. So, this shall be your reward," After that, he looked at the sergeant, "Please prepare the same food for Miss Wayne and me in the future." "Understood," the sergeant answered respectfully. At that moment, Eli thought that Sean was so manly, even though he was unlike any of the men whom she had a crush on. Eli was so full after the meal that she wanted to just lay on the bed and rest. However, she couldn't do so as she had to pretend to be Sean's assistant. She had to follow him wherever he went. Eli followed Sean as he walked towards a door that led to a study room. The shelves were filled with all sorts of books. He reached for an appraisal book with past recordings and began to read it on his desk. Meanwhile, Janet placed a cup of coffee beside Sean's table politely. "You may leave now. Mi
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