Stella squatted down in front of him. The child was very beautiful. He had big eyes, long blue eyelashes, a round face, and fair skin. He looked like a doll. However, his eyes were red. He looked at Stella with caution and pursed his lips. He didn't move or say anything. Sheldon asked the others to leave the room first. Stella glanced at the window and found that Dianne was still there. She smiled and took out five candies from the boxes. She asked the child, "Here are five candies, apple-flavored, watermelon-flavored, strawberry-flavored, grape-flavored, and lemon-flavored. Which one do you like?" The child stared at Stella and judged that Stella was harmless, so he picked up the grape-flavored candy warily. Stella took the candy in his hand, peeled off the wrapping, and handed the candy to him. The child then put it in his mouth. Stella also took a grape-flavored candy from the box and put it in her mouth. She asked casually, "Do
There was a loud bang. The car heading straight towards Stella was knocked over by a cargo truck. Immediately, four policemen got down and had their guns out, pointing towards the car. "Get off the car!" Sheldon shouted. With his gaze upon the tinted car window, he opened the car door and was astonished to find the orphanage's assistant in the driver's seat. "It's you?" The assistant looked at Sheldon in horror. When she realized that she was caught, her face instantly turned pale. "Bring her over to the police station," Sheldon said. The police officers immediately hauled the assistant into the car. "How did you know that you will be hit with a car?" Sheldon asked Stella. Stella had previously asked Sheldon to prepare a cargo truck and guard by the door while she was having her meal, as she knew someone might run over her with a car. It turned out to be true. "Head over to the orphanage and detain all the adults now. Hurry up, or e
After saying her piece, Stella looked at Edwin and said, "I may have to trouble you to hack into the surveillance systems of shopping malls and playgrounds to find the clown that we are looking for. A clown with lots of toys and roses in his hands, but what's different is that there are hidden cameras in his toys. If you spot one, we could then immediately arrest him." Alissa pursed her lips, shrugged her shoulders, and rolled her eyes. She still did not believe in Stella's deduction. "Okay, I'll get on to it and report to you when I've found the clown," Edwin said with strong determination. Stella gave a small smile, "Thank you for your hard work." She stood up and prepared to leave. "Didn't someone say that she's going to treat us? Are you going back on your words again?" Alissa said in an enigmatic tone. Stella glanced at the time on her watch and replied, "See you all in Barbara Seafood Restaurant at 6 p.m." ...... Stella felt a littl
Stella turned to look at Table 15. It was empty. They were already gone. Stella smiled, "Did he pay the bill with a mobile app or cash?" "With a mobile app," The waiter replied. "Return the money to him through the app. I don't need him to foot my bill," Stella said softly. "Got it," The waiter poured the red wine for them dutifully and stood by the side. "Stella, since you're so rich, why did you even join our team?" Alissa asked in a daze. "I didn't join the team for money," Stella picked up the stem of her wine glass, tipped it elegantly, and took a sip. "What's the reason then?" Alissa asked curiously. Stella shrugged. She did not want to tell her the reason. "I heard that you could know someone through psychology. Could you say what you know about me?" Alissa said, with the corner of her mouth raised, a confident gleam in her eyes. Stella glanced at Alissa and said. "Your parents are divorced. They have both remarried sin
"The whelks that will be served in a bit are also very delicious. They are processed, cleaned, and cut into pieces," Stella introduced. "By the way, did you get any clues from the kid this time?" Ray was still thinking about the case. "I'm deducing that Uncle Joker is the murderer. Everything should come in the clear after we have him arrested," Stella said. "If this case is solved, you'll take the most credit as we basically did nothing," Ray said in disappointment. "You can't say that. We had some luck this time as we happened to get some useful information. There will also be times where we won't get anything. When that time comes, we will need to come together as a team to solve the case," Stella didn't take credit for any success and comforted them instead. "You truly are an open-minded person," Ray said as he raised his glass towards Stella. "Let's work hard together," Stella too raised her glass. It was 9.30 p.m. when they left Barbara S
Stella would wake up at 6 a.m. every day and begin her morning routine of preparing breakfast, cleaning the house, watering the plants, and eating breakfast. She still had some groceries when she went shopping from the day before so she didn't need to buy any. She was arranging the flowers that she had bought when her phone rang. Sheldon's name flashed through the screen. She answered the call. "Stella, we've got answers from the man. It seems that the whole matter was instigated by Alissa. Director Vann would like to know if you have considered the best way to deal with this matter," Sheldon said. Stella smiled wryly. Vann threw the problem over to her because Alissa was still of use to him, yet he didn't want to offend her at the same time. "I think that Alissa has a questionable character, and I know for sure that she is a vengeful person. If I were to offend her, I might bring trouble upon myself. This matter could be used as leverage against her, so l
Stella was still decorating Lawrence's room when Carol came back. She went ahead to prepare some food for Lawrence. Stella spent more than half an hour decorating the room. "Doctor Grace, thank you so much for coming. Please give me a moment. Lunch should be done soon. Please join us before you leave," Carol said happily, seeing that Lawrence was finally eating. "Thank you for the offer but I have to take a raincheck. I have an appointment in the afternoon. Have a good rest after your meal. Lawrence, see you next week," Stella said with a smile. "See you," Lawrence said politely. Stella nodded and left. She drove to the research center, found a nearby coffee shop, ordered a steak, a latte, and a chocolate cake. She read an article before that said that having sweet food would improve one's mood, and listening to beautiful music could relax the mind, but eating a good meal could satisfy all the above. She cut the steak with an elegant grace and
Stella was cutting her steak and she did not seem to notice the strange expression on Black's face. She explained enthusiastically, "It could be someone who is no longer able to take care of himself, lost his mind, and needs his family to help him on making life decisions. Or it could be somebody who wants to let go of everything completely and start a new life. Although hypnosis could seal one's memories, it still depends on the patient's will and effort in order to pull it through." A hint of sadness passed through Black's eyes. He lowered his eyes and started cutting on his steak. Stella sensed that he had something on his mind, but he didn't seem like someone who liked to share, so she never pressed on. As a matter of fact, being a doctor, she heard her fair share of other people's worries and troubles. She continued working on her steak. Neither of them spoke until Stella finished her meal. She had a big appetite nowadays. When she visited a general p
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