At the President's Manor. Sean was working in the study when Yvonne knocked on the door and went in. Sean looked up at her. "What's the matter?" "Rebecca is bringing her boyfriend over for dinner later," Yvonne said with a smile as she walked to Sean's desk. "Rebecca found a boyfriend?" Sean was shocked and he closed the computer quietly. He had been too busy recently, hence, he hadn't been paying attention to many things. Right now, he was in the midst of the most crucial battle. "Yes, you know him too. It's Bellamy Chuck," Yvonne said. "Bellamy?" Sean was even more surprised. Just his face, which was exactly the same as Jasper's, was enough to leave an impression on anyone. "He said that he was going to pursue Stella the day before yesterday. Are you sure that he is Rebecca's boyfriend?" Yvonne smiled and said, "Bellamy is not an ordinary person. In fact, he had appeared in M Country before. I suspected that he had deliberately approach
Eli put her arm around his shoulder and said bossily, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't care about you, but I trust you. You know, you've added a lot of points because of this." Sean took a deep breath, picked her up from the waist, and put her on the bed. He looked at her with burning eyes and said, "I was afraid because you ran away." Eli chuckled. "Didn't I come back in the end?" "Mm," Sean looked at her lips and slowly kissed her. Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door. Sean frowned. He looked at the door and asked, "Yes?" Yvonne didn't come in. Instead, she said at the door, "Sean, Bellamy and Rebecca are downstairs. We'll have dinner in another ten minutes." "Got it. I'll be right there in a minute," Sean said in a low voice. "I'm going to dress up as your assistant, otherwise, Bellamy will suspect me. I have to start preparing now," Eli turned over from the bed, leaving no chance for Sean to linger around. Since he
Yvonne seemed a little disappointed too. She was already hugging Sean, but there was no reaction on Eli's face, as though she hadn't seen it at all. On the other hand, no one discovered that Sean was jealous, but she did. Things were going far from her expectations. Natasha soon came out of the kitchen. The chef made a lot of delicious food. Eli knew that Rebecca was not against her anymore. She was already hungry. She stretched her head out and tried to see the food that was coming over. Sean glanced at her. His eyes were filled with affection, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Yvonne clenched her fists and changed the subject. She said, "The New Year is coming. Rebecca, are you going back to M Country, or are you going to spend the New Year with us?" Rebecca said sweetly, "I still don't know what New Years' in A Country is like. Besides, it's meaningless to stay at home when my sister is not with me." "Well, you
Sean pushed the door open and saw Eli lying comfortably on the sofa. She was texting Stella. She wrote, "Stella, guess who I just saw? It's Bellamy." Her eyes were full of smiles when she saw Sean coming in. She sat cross-legged on the sofa and said, "Sean, you are so smart to use this way to let me rest. But why did you come up so soon? Don't you need to accompany Bellamy and the others?" "Bellamy has to settle some business and he has left," Sean said. He picked her up, put her on the ground, and said, "Don't lie down immediately after eating, otherwise, you will get stomach acid reflux. It's not good for your health. We should go out for a walk." Eli shuddered. "It's cold outside. I don't really want to go. I'll just walk around in my room." Sean smiled helplessly and pinched her nose. "You're just lazy." "Ouch," Eli said gloomily and smacked off his hand. "Don't pinch me in the future. I don't like it. A gentleman should not use his hands." "This
"Do you think that your leader is someone who would use malicious means and assassinations to achieve their own goals?" Stella asked, a faint smile on her face. She knew Jasper all too well. "If he were the kind of person who would do it, he probably would have been the President a long time ago. But he isn't, and it's not because he doesn't have the ability to, but rather because he didn't want to," Stella said firmly. "I'm sorry," Anthony realized that he had misspoken. "Truth be told, I felt that there was something different about the Chief when I last saw him in your house. I was too worried and I have unfortunately let my imagination run wild." "You don't have to apologize. On the contrary, I want to thank you. Apart from me, Jasper still has a group of good buddies who are willing to take care of him. I'm grateful to all of you, truly," Stella was choked with emotions. "We will follow the Chief no matter what and we will never betray him," Anthony said fi
"What is it?" Stella asked. "We're leaving tomorrow. Have you applied for permission for your men to leave the country?" "Oh yes, I've already done that. I will talk to Anthony before we leave tomorrow. I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem to line up over on his men's side," Stella said. "I need their photos so that the makeup artists could make the masks. Could you send me their photos?" "Of course, I'll do it later." "Also, we will leave tomorrow morning, so the person impersonating me has to be ready by that time. They will less strict as long as he is there to take my place. We will rest for a while after dinner and leave by midnight. The special makeup will take about six hours. You should get some rest during the day," Bellamy said softly. "You too." Bellamy chuckled. "We would often stay up for a few nights when we go on missions, so you need not worry about me. Alright then, I still have some work here to deal with. I will hang up first. S
"So, you still want me to visit Rebecca's parents after New Years', right?" Bellamy asked straightforwardly. "Jasper is dead, Christian is dead, and the main threat now is Quinn. Him alone is way too dangerous, so you need Rebecca to consolidate your powers. When you're finished with your work in B Country, go and accompany Rebecca." "I hope that Tinley won't make a big deal out of this. Please let her know about this matter," Bellamy said seriously. "I have already talked to her yesterday. She won't do that anymore in the future. How are things on your side? If possible, go and accompany her earlier today," Samuel advised. "Sure," Bellamy nodded. He then continued walking towards the office building. ...... Inside the manor. Stella used her bank account from Switchland Bank to transfer the money over to the soldiers. Suzi had finished setting up the tent too. A few soldiers were busy digging holes in the icy surface. It was 10 a.m. and t
"He is not great at expressing himself. I don't think that he doesn't like your cooking. He probably just doesn't want you to work too hard," Stella said softly. "Oh Stella, you always know the right words to say. I will bring the fish back and clean them so that they will taste better," Suzi said. "Okay, thank you, Mom. Once the baby is born, I will definitely cook more and repay your kindness." Suzi smiled dotingly. "Whenever I see you, I regret not having a daughter. You are extremely considerate and thoughtful." Stella put her arm around Suzi's shoulders. "But Mom, I am your daughter." "Yes, yes, you're my daughter. Have your lunch before it gets cold and don't tire yourself too much. Take a nap if you're feeling exhausted. I've laid several blankets down in the tent, it should be warm," Suzi said as she looked at the tent. "Thank you, Mom. You are one of the most thoughtful people I know in this world. I really appreciate it," Stella praised. Sh
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