Natasha could not be any more indifferent. "How do you want me to help you?" A spark of hope ignited within Yvonne. "Right now, Sean's powers are unstable, so he won't abandon me for the time being. I'm not sure if that man is Jasper or Bellamy. If it is Jasper, there might be no hope left. If he is Bellamy, he might not want to leave with Stella." Natasha sneered, saying, "It doesn't matter whether he is Bellamy or Jasper. Won't it be the same if we kill Stella? No one will leave after Stella is dead." Yvonne suddenly came to a realization. "That's right. Why didn't I think of that? You are really smart. But who should we send to kill Stella? If Jasper finds out that we're the ones behind it, he won't ever let us off the hook. Also, we can't let Sean find out about this." "We don't have to kill Stella ourselves. There are people who want her dead more than us," Natasha said with a smile. She was certain of her plan. Yvonne returned her smile. "I knew it.
"There are a few reasons. For one, I am not sure if we are completely safe now. Also, Dante will be unhappy to be with me. After all, he grew up with his adoptive parents, and they have been very good to him," Bellamy explained his thoughts to her. "But he is my child." "Dante and Ralph should already be starting their primary education. When our child is born, are you going to take Dante and Ralph to travel around the world or do you want them to stay on the deserted island with us?" Bellamy asked. Stella remained silent. After thinking for a while, she put down her fork and said seriously, "I could give up traveling the world for them. When summer vacation or winter holidays come, we could still all go together as a family." "I know what you mean, but let's wait a little longer." "Since Dante is more fond of his foster parents, we could hire them to live with us. Besides, we need to hire people to take care of them anyway, right?" Stella suggested.
Bellamy's eyes darkened and cold fury flashed through them. He warned, "Don't force me. You know how easy it is for me to take away Tinley's life." "Are you threatening me with Tinley's life?! You ungrateful brat! Don't forget who saved you, raised you, and gave you everything you have?" Samuel smashed his phone onto the ground angrily. Bellamy stared into the distance and shut his phone in silence. He was truly looking forward to a life with Stella in the future. Although he wanted to replace Jasper completely, he could not do it immediately. He had to allocate enough time before he could completely replace Jasper's position in her life. Bellamy heard the door opening. Turning around, he realized that Stella was already dressed and she was walking towards him. He looked at the gentle and tender girl, and an old story flashed through his mind, "There was once a beautiful woman in the North, and her beauty was uncontested. It was enough to topple citi
All of a sudden, Bellamy looked at the door. He frowned in suspicion. Stella noticed that something was amiss and she asked, "What's wrong? What happened?" "There are two groups of people fighting outside. It's a fierce and chaotic battle," Bellamy guessed from the sound. "Are they your men?" Stella asked. Bellamy shook his head and said, "There are only four of us here. I'm afraid that we don't have such a powerful force. I don't know who they belong to." Stella held Bellamy's hand and smiled gently. "In any case, we will live and die together. As long as we are together, there is nothing to be afraid of." Bellamy held her hand tightly. Returning her smile, he said, "With you by my side, I don't want to die." Stella felt a little regretful. After all, their lives were not in their hands. Time slowly trickled past; one second at a time. The two of them did not speak. They just waited in silence. The loud noise outside quietene
Under the pressure of A Country, it did not take long for B Country to finally release the people that they had arrested. Their Secretary of External Affairs, Habib Othman, had also fled abroad. Larry was of great help with the soldier's burials. Bellamy and Stella invited Larry over for a meal before returning to A Country. Stella busied herself in the kitchen while Larry and Bellamy chatted in the living room. "Don't mention anything about my past when she comes out later," Bellamy ordered. Larry was puzzled. "Why? You used to be a hero. She will love you more when she hears about it." "It's fine. Let's just not talk about it. If she asks how we met, you could just say that we knew each other in a mission," Bellamy said. He did not want to say anything more. "Sure," Larry raised his glass and clinked it with Bellamy's. He took a sip of wine and asked seriously, "How are you planning to deal with Sean? He's not easy to deal with." Bellam
Larry cast a sidelong glance at Stella. She had always seemed weak to him. However, at that moment, he finally understood why Bellamy liked her, and why Samuel wanted her dead. Her intelligence was far beyond his imagination. "I just dislike being suspected by others. There are too many people who hate me and suspect me. You are not the only one," Larry said before leaving immediately. Bellamy frowned slightly, but he did not go after Larry. "Stella, it's insensible to offend Larry in his own country." "He is our closest bet to obtain the truth. I had to ask him. Besides, I have gained a lot," Stella said confidently. Bellamy asked, "What did you learn?" "His story does not make sense. Apart from the blood of your people, there were no traces of blood anywhere else. A gunfight without blood is simply not possible," Stella said. When she paused, her eyes were filled with determination. "He avoided my question," Stella continued. "When he l
Stella was shocked. Countless thoughts and scenes flashed through her mind, as though a flood was about to pour out of her mind. It was a feeling of repulsion and conflict, but faintly, it felt as though a hidden truth was about to be revealed. "How could Jasper have a twin? His relatives are all dead, and they died in the hands of Christian," Stella asked suspiciously. "Mr. Shine, or Jasper's father, was a popular candidate for the Presidency at that time. He conceived a pair of twins with the woman he loved. He was afraid that someone would kill his children, that was why he let me take Bellamy away after he was born. Apart from me and Mr. Shine, no one else knew that he had two sons," Samuel explained. Stella listened quietly. His account made sense. Jasper had always been cold and indifferent, who was not good at speaking and was mostly silent. However, he would show his care and love through his actions. He was a man filled with warmth. He would rathe
Stella wanted to take her phone out, but she realized that the phone was not on her. She remembered that when her phone had dropped inside the car and she did not pick it up. She returned to the car, picked up her cell phone, and dialed Bellamy's number. Bellamy did not answer her call. She called Samuel once more. Samuel saw that it was from Stella. He then told Bellamy, who was next to him, "Stella is calling. I've told her that you are not Jasper. Are you going to kill me just because of this girl? Moreover, I am only telling the truth." "The truth is that you've always wanted to control me!" Bellamy gritted his teeth in anger. His gaze was burning deeply like a flaming torch, as though he wanted to burn Samuel alive. He clenched his fists so hard that his veins were bulging. Samuel said calmly, "Do I have the ability to? Have I ever controlled you before? I have always given you everything you wanted and I tried my best to cooperate with yo
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