"You just need to tell me whether it's true or not!" Simon Davis was very serious. "It wasn't me." Jasper Milton said firmly, looking ahead sharply. "Come to my place," Simon said curtly and hung up the phone. Jasper looked at Stella Grace. Stella did not know how to face him and turned her back to him. He held her chin, let her faced him, and kissed her lips. Stella wanted to push his chest away. He released her as she wished, and his eyes were as deep as black obsidian. "Don't leave me." Stella's heart tightened. He said it as a statement and not a request. It was a command. However, she felt that he was pleading for her. Was she wrong? As the military chief, he was fierce and ruthless, it was impossible for him to plead her for anything "I have something to rush to now. I'll help you get a taxi." Jasper got out of the car and stopped a taxi. Stella got in the taxi. Jasper gave 100 dollars to th
By the time she realized what had happened, he had placed her on the bed. He looked down at her blushing cheeks and raised the corners of his mouth. "Stella, thank you for coming to me." Stella Grace's heart ached a little, and she felt a bit bitter. "I will not tolerate even a small mistake. I believe in you, but if you betray me one day, I will never be with you again." Stella said firmly, her eyes turning red. "Yes." Jasper Milton responded in a low voice. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. He went down along her lips and past her collarbone, his kisses were very gentle and tender. Stella gently gasped, and her vision was getting more and more muddled. She could no longer think straight. He picked her up and put her on his lap. Facing him this way, she could see clearly the process of them becoming one... Stella looked into his burning eyes. His eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to melt her. Stella turned her face aw
For the sake of safety, Jasper Milton drove over on his own. Apart from Stella Grace, he only brought with him an attendant named Jimmy Fellow. Tavers Village was much farther than Stella had expected. Jasper didn't ask her to help with driving, but let her sleep at the back seat instead. He alternated driving with Jimmy and they drove for twelve hours before entering the mountain road. Unfortunately, the car was not able to drive in at all. The navigation system had disconnected, and even their phones had no signal. Jasper stopped the car. Looking at the endless mountains around him, he frowned. "Didn't he say that the roads have all been developed? Is State Mayor Cher not doing anything?" Jasper was very angry. Jimmy kept his head down and did not speak. Stella got out of the car and walked to Jasper's side. She held his hand and said, "This is commonplace. A year ago, our hospital organized a medical test campaign for these poor
"I won't ejaculate in you. Don't take those pills anymore. It hurts your body. If you get pregnant, I will marry you anyway. We will keep the child." Jasper Milton said firmly and kissed her again and again. Stella Grace was very wary of this. "Then we'll have to wait until we get married to have a child." "Okay." Jasper understood her stubbornness. For her sake, he picked up the condom from the bedside table. Stella was moved by his consideration. She felt rather emotional, and clutched on to his waist, pulling him over to her. Jasper was not a person who only cared about his own enjoyment. He locked on to her every expression and appreciated every little bit of detail. After everything, he kissed her lips tenderly. He was so warm that she almost drowned in his tenderness. Early the next morning. They all got up and had breakfast in the restaurant next door. "Chief, I went to steal the information regarding Tavers Village yesterday. Tave
Stella Grace didn't want to drag him down. She could not see them around, so she searched the house alone. There was nothing else that was odd in the house. She went back to the bedroom. She looked around. She bent down and looked under the bed. It was dark under the bed, so she couldn't see anything clearly. She then looked under the bed with a flashlight. She found that there was a floorboard under the bed. Thump, thump, thump. She knocked on it. A flash of excitement flashed through Stella's heart. Unexpectedly, there was a tunnel. Perhaps this was some new discovery. She lifted the floorboard and found that there was a flight of stairs going down. She didn't dare go down because she was worried that there would be something down there that would hurt her. She wanted to stay here and wait for Jasper Milton and Jimmy Fellow to come back, then they could explore this new discovery together. She w
"In your heart, I was the one who killed Bettany. I'm that evil. You will never let me go. You want to kill me a hundred times over anyway. It doesn't matter if I kill one more person." Hale Summer said with a vicious smile. Jasper Milton's eyes burst emanated with killing intent, and he rushed towards Hale. Hale drew out her pistol and pointed it at his head. "Hurry up and find that girl. If you can't find her in half an hour, she will die for sure." "If you dare hurt her, no matter where you go, I will never let you go," Jasper said with hatred. "Ah, Jasper, you will regret it." Hale's face flashed with a trace of sadness. She pushed open the window and jumped out. Jasper was so angry and that he smashed the phone in his hands. He shouldn't have left Stella Grace alone, and allowed her to be at risk of danger. "Stella, Stella!" Jasper shouted. Stella lowered her eyes, leaned against the pillar, and kicked the table beside her. The
Stella Grace really fell asleep that way, lying on her stomach. Jasper Milton saw that she was sleeping like this, and it must be very uncomfortable. He put his arm around her shoulder and let her sleep on his lap instead. He was afraid that she would tumble off, so he hugged her all the way. Jimmy Fellow glanced at the Chief. It was the first time that he had seen the Chief treating a person so gently, and to a woman. Jasper looked at Stella with pity. In the past two days, she followed them on this mission, running around and coming up with ideas. She tried to find a way to climb the mountains, she didn't mention a word of complaint and even walked in front of them without dragging them down. He should have controlled his temper. His temper was like a sharp sword, and it would only hurt the people around him. His soldiers had to bear with his anger, but she didn't have to. The car stopped. Stella opened her eyes
"Okay, I'll go with you, but I won't confess to my crime. Anyway, you can't find any evidence to prove that I'm guilty. When you find the murderer, I'll confess." Timmy Nine put down his knife. Jasper Milton walked towards Timmy. Jimmy Fellow noticed a flash of light and said warily, "Watch out, Chief. There's a sniper rifle." Stella Grace's first reaction was that someone might have also discovered Timmy's true identity, and they wanted to kill him to destroy all witnesses. She could not let anything happen to Timmy. She jumped onto a rock and stood in front of Timmy. Jasper turned around and threw himself at Stella. There was a loud bang. Stella looked at Jasper. "Are you okay?" Jasper asked worriedly. Stella looked at him with a blazing gaze. Whenever someone was in crisis, their first reaction would be their subconscious reaction from the heart. Jasper had actually jumped in front of her to keep her safe.
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