After removing her clothes, she stepped into the bathtub. Laying down, she shut her eyes. Although the water that enveloped her entire body was warm, she failed to feel its temperature on the inside. After laying in there for ten minutes, she got up from the bathtub. She didn't want to get any wrinkles from soaking in the water for too long. Stepping out of the bathtub, she wiped herself dry and changed into a pair of new clothes. Pushing the window open, a gust of cold air blew in. It was as if the cool wind cleared up her thoughts. People had their own obsessions, just like gamblers did. Once one thinks that since they've lost so much already, giving up would mean that they were admitting defeat. Therefore, they wanted to put all their hopes into the next round instead, and sink deeper and deeper into the spiral. Theoretically, everyone knew that the world did not work like that, but it was impossible for a person who had already lost so much to ju
"Hello, Waverly, this is the Ministry of External Affairs. I'm sorry, but you still haven't come in for work today and you've applied for quite a handful of leaves. The president of A Country will be visiting our country soon, so our secretary wants you to be here to help out for the welcoming ceremony," the caller informed. Waverly frowned. She was the woman who had cheated on the president of A Country. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for her to participate in the welcoming ceremony? Was it Joseph or the king who had come up with this? What were their intentions? "I have something to do in the morning, so can I come over in the afternoon?" Waverly asked. "Sure, then I'll see you in the afternoon," the caller said before hanging up. As she was still pondering about the motives behind the call, her phone rang once again. When she saw that it was Bellamy who was requesting for a video call, she answered immediately. "Waverly!" Bellamy called
"Madam, you look stunning," Hayley cooed. "There's always someone out there who's prettier than I am. I'm just average," Waverly said. Then, she walked into a perfume store and bought a jasmine and bamboo scent infused perfume. The jasmine smelled sweet, while the bamboo gave off a musky scent. The jasmine was pleasant to the nose, uplifting one's mood. Whereas the bamboo's muskiness could help one calm down. Apart from that, she also bought a few formal suits. To match with her straight, dark hair, she chose to wear a peach suit. She had never worn this kind of suit before. Looking at her reflection, she thought she looked 36 years old instead of 26. She had never felt so young before. By the time she was done shopping, it was already one in the afternoon. "Hayley, let's find something to eat. I need to head over to the Ministry of External Affairs later," Waverly said. "Okay, but if you're in a rush, we can head over t
Waverly ignored her and walked toward the first conference room. She saw that there were already a few people waiting inside. She knocked on the door of the room. "Come in," a sweet voice said. Waverly pushed the door open and stepped in. There were two women and three men inside. One of the women looked at Waverly with a smile and introduced herself respectfully, "I'm Sasa. This is Yasmine Filthy, who's in charge of diplomatic affairs." The name 'Yasmine Filthy' suddenly flashed across her mind. Subconsciously, Waverly's eyes turned towards Yasmine. This woman was Joseph's fiancée and Madam Lenny's daughter. Her makeup was exquisite and she gave off an elegant and serene air. Her entire outfit from head to toe consisted of designer brands. She felt as mature as any grown woman, yet as youthful and cocky as a young girl. Her cold eyes swept across Waverly's face as she said rudely, "All of us had to wait just for you. Don't take your own
"How dare you offend your superior!" Yasmine was furious. Waverly maintained the smile on her face, "If I'm your subordinate, then may I ask, who are your superiors?" "The country and our citizens." "So, in your eyes, the king is not your leader? Is he not above you?" Waverly shot back. It was then that Yasmine realized that she had fallen into Waverly's trap. If she said yes, that would mean her disobeying Mr. Harington's order was her offending her superiors. If she said 'no' and her actions reached the king, she would be committing treason. "You're sharp-tongued, I'll give you that. Of course, you'd be the best at playing tricks." Yasmine said sarcastically. "I'm not playing tricks. If I were any good at that, I would still be with the President. As for being sharp-tongued, shouldn't someone working in the Ministry of External Affairs possess such a trait?" Waverly said graciously. Yasmine was so furious that she grabbed a pen of
Madam Lenny observed Waverly, "Actually, I've heard about you. I've also seen your interviews on TV. If Yasmine was half as outstanding as you, I'd be relieved." "Miss Filthy is innately domineering. That quality of hers isn't something that anybody can learn. It takes deterrence to be a leader. She also takes responsibility for her actions. She will have marvelous achievements in the future," Waverly said with a smile. "You're quite generous and you're able to handle things with ease. You have a lot of merits that others don't have. You're also quite reasonable when you solve things. There's an upcoming exam for diplomats this May. You should sign up. If you pass the exam, you can work for me from then on," Madam Lenny said. "It would be my pleasure to be able to learn from you." "The feeling is mutual. You can leave now. Be sure to help Yasmine out in the near future." "Okay," Waverly nodded and said softly. "Then, I'll take my leave." Madam
"Do you understand what you need to do?" Cynthia asked. Waverly shook her head, "The information here only states the ingredients necessary for biopharmaceuticals, as well as their medical effects. There's nothing else. I've never learnt how to make biopharmaceuticals, so I don't quite understand what's going on. What does Madam Lenny want me to do?" Cynthia sneered, "You're not as smart as they say after all. Telling you the ingredients of biopharmaceutical is so that you can go shopping for them. You've just come to the Ministry of External Affairs, so you're a new face. If you're the one who's buying the ingredients, no one would be suspicious." Waverly smiled. Although she was indeed a newcomer to the Ministry of External Affairs, she was definitely not a new face. She was afraid that there would be paparazzi following her because of her previous status. She said, "I understand now. Is it okay for me to speak to Madam Lenny about the details?" "Madam L
Joseph passed by the window and continued to move forward. "Stop daydreaming. He seems to be in a relationship with Miss Filthy. She has just returned from abroad. He's probably here to pick Miss Filthy up after work," Judie stretched her neck and looked outside. Waverly turned her attention back to her book and looked at it indifferently. She picked up her mobile phone and dialed Joseph's number. He did not pick up. The corners of her lips curled into a scornful smile. Was he worried that his legitimate girlfriend would be wary of her? She dialed his number once again. Consequently, her phone number was blocked by Joseph. His blocking her was within her expectations. It would be pleasant if he no longer came and bothered her anymore. It was five o'clock in the evening, time to get off work. She picked up her bag and got ready to punch out. "Waverly, why are you getting off work so early?" Judie asked in a precarious tone. "Do
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