"Waverly, what are you talking about? Apologize to your Aunt Qianna at once," Waverly's mother, Melinda Mccarthy, said sternly. A thorn pricked Waverly's heart. She looked at her mother. "As soon as I entered the door, Aunt Qianna couldn't be bothered to show a shred of politeness towards me. Mum, why don't you get her to apologize to me then? If I may ask, what I did wrong that an apology is warranted?" "I thought that you could put aside your feisty temper after becoming the President's wife for a few years. I didn't expect you to still be so stubborn. Since she's your aunt, she's your elder too. It's only right for her to put you in your place," Melinda said seriously. Waverly raised the corners of her mouth, despondence clouding in her eyes. She said, "In my defense, I've been Mrs. President for a few years, only to find out my mum isn't like other mothers. You're barely like a mum to me. Do mums ever hurt their own children? Even mammals care about their babies.
"I need a strong girl by my side. Find one with an untarnished reputation for me, even better if she has never appeared in public before. I'll arrange for her to be my sidekick. Of course, she may also report my situation to you from time to time. After all, this is part of our cooperation, it just shows how sincere I am," Waverly said. "OK, I'm on it," Bobe said. "When do you want her?" "Tonight. I'll go over to the Chalton Building to shop for some clothes right now. Ask her to wait for me there," Waverly ordered. "Okay, we'll be in touch later." Bobe hung up the phone. Waverly put away her phone, headed outside, and hailed a taxi, bound for the Chalton Building. The moment she arrived at the entrance, the girl she had asked Bobe to look for also showed up. Waverly sized the girl in front of her. Her hair was braided and she was wearing a camouflage uniform, her face upset. As for her facial features, nothing too remarkable. "What's your nam
"You don't have to." Waverly swiveled around and settled herself on the sofa. She fetched a glass of cocktail from the table, sipping it slowly, her nonchalant gaze sweeping over the people present. As the saying went, birds of a feather flock together, and these people were living proof. What kind of person was Qianna, and what kind of people did she befriend? Only pretentious divas, if not hooligans, disguised as gentlemen, would be revolving around her. "Aunt Sophia, come up with a way to give her a piece of my mind. She's getting on my nerves," Qianna spat out, locking eyes with Waverly. "Don't worry, Miss Qianna. I've already arranged something. You can wait for a good show later," Sophia said confidently, glancing at the corner of the room and winking at it. Two girls came out of the corner, dressed to the nines. One of them was Candy, with a pair of long tassel earrings dangling from her ears, while the other, June, wore large round earrings, a rose
"First, you're a part of the family. Since you want to live in the lakeside courtyard, I can't stop you, so I agreed to let you live here. Second, I came back from some shopping long after you got your party rolling. You didn't ask me if you could have a party. And if your personality is an indication of anything, you won't. Third, I didn't join your party. You got in my way as soon as I came back. You didn't even let me return to my room, and the things I bought are still lying on the sofa. Last but not least, I couldn't be sure if it was you who asked the two girls to pour the cocktails on me. But they are your friends, Aunt Qianna, and did you ask them anything when they poured their drinks all over me? No, you just helped them so they could scurry away," Waverly enumerated. Each and every word of hers was firm and convincing. Qianna's face turned red, fuming from embarrassment. "Y-you, you're accusing me for something I did not do, and you're uttering comple
She stopped and looked back. The two men wearing white masks were wearing large black raincoats. It was hard to tell what they looked like. "If I die here in the Mccarthy family, what do you think people will say?" Waverly knew what was coming, so she warned harshly. "We could just say that you, Miss Martell, couldn't stand the humiliation after returning, and you eventually took your own life. I think that this will save the Mccarthys from embarrassment," the masked man said coldly. Waverly stared at them. Bellamy had taught her some self-defense skills. She was still confident if she was up against one person. However, it was a little difficult if she was going against two. She didn't expect that they would be so flagrant to attack her when she was alone. It was too late for any regret. All that was to do was to give them all she got. "I'm going to die, anyway. Why don't you let me die with the truth? Who sent you? Was it Qianna?" Waverly ask
"You don't know the Mccarthys. They are still in power because of my Uncle Thomson, but he is too upright. Besides, he values relationships. He will never believe that the elders he respects and the younger generation he loves would want to harm him and take his power. I could only take time to let him know that he should get rid of those people." The Uncle Thomson she knew would not rebel after getting rid of these people. As long as the Mccarthys did not rebel, those who want to harm Bellamy will not succeed either. "Good luck, Madam. I will support your every decision. Also, please don't go around alone from now on. I'll keep you company if you want to get some fresh air. I won't say a word. You can even pretend that I'm not there," Hayley promised. "Thank you. Go back and rest. The sun is coming up. We still have to go out later," Waverly said with a smile. Hayley thought for a moment, removed her watch, and put it on Waverly's hand. Then, she said, "This wa
"Do you take me for a coward? Or do you think that you could seduce me into doing it?" Joseph leaned back in the chair, holding his head with his hand, and said lightly. "I thought that you are a man of great talent. After all, it's better to be suppressed by me than Madam Lenny, yes?" Waverly said suggestively. A glimpse of light flashed across Joseph's eyes, and he tried to kiss her. Waverly got up faster and sat on the table, "You don't have to agree immediately. I had expected you to not agree to it. Joseph, you have intelligence and strategy, but you don't have courage." Joseph rushed over and held her shoulders. He threw her on the table, and his eyes became a little piercing, "Don't goad me. It's useless." Waverly was not afraid. Her eyes were like still water, gazing into him, "I don't think that it's possible to get into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through you. If someone else could help me get in, could you promise that you would not stand in
The constitution of M Country and A Country was very different. The President of A Country was elected, while the President of Country M was a monarch. It was hereditary. Anyone could pass the exam, interview, and get offered a spot in A Country's government. As long as anyone studied hard, they would have the opportunity to change their fate and get the opportunity. The formation of the M Country government lay in the hands of a few major clans. They also specialized in military schools, military studies, management, politics, and finance. However, they were all appointed by the higher-ups. Those who entered these schools were all members of the royal family's line of descent. She could not pass the examination and join the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that easily. Besides, those from the Mccarthy Department were the only ones who could enter through exams and interviews, and it was the Mccarthy Department that changed the fate of the government. The Mccar
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