"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
Waverly waved her hand and a taxi stopped in front of her. She opened the door of the taxi and smiled at Joseph, wearing the expression that he had when he laughed at her, which was filled with irony. She got in the taxi and said to the driver, "To the Mccarthy Mansion." Joseph's smile disappeared upon seeing Waverly leave. His eyebrows became furrowed again. He had not been satiated. Yasmine couldn't understand the situation, "She left just like that. Does she not want the car anymore? What does she mean by that?" Yadriel came over. Joseph rolled down the window and looked at the taxi in front of him. Then, he ordered Yadriel, "Handle this." "Alright," Yadriel replied. Yasmine looked at Joseph as his expression had darkened. "Are you going to crash the taxi too?" she asked. He pursed his lips and did not answer. He hit Waverly's car because he clearly knew the durability of the car. Even if Waverly's car got hit,
"Before she gave me the project, she asked me to take the examination in May. She said that doing so would promote me to a diplomatic officer," Waverly continued. "She knows what you want. She's good at manipulating people. If she gives you benefits, you won't refuse her because of it. The so-called benefit is a bait in the net. I actually don't approve of you taking over her project." Bellamy answered. "If I don't take it, she'll know that I'm up to something. Moreover, she'll think that I won't be easy to control. I'm afraid that I will be suppressed by the Ministry of External Affairs in the future. Under her guard, there will be no room for me to excel.," Waverly spoke in a serious manner. "Waverly, why did you want to enter the Ministry of External Affairs?" Bellamy asked in confusion. Waverly was silent. There were many reasons as to why she entered the Ministry of External Affairs. The first reason was because of Madam Lenny who was in the Ministry
Hayley pursed her lips and looked at Waverly with concern. Waverly smiled. "I'll be fine. I know what I'm doing." Hayley could only nod and watch Waverly leave. Waverly arrived at the gate. After a while, Bobe's friend came driving a Maserati. He stopped in front of Waverly and got out of the car. Then, he opened the door and said with a smile in A Country's dialect, "Please enter." Waverly nodded politely and got in the car. He was quite the talkative one. While driving, he said, "My name is Hanold Fellow and I'm Bobe's friend. Yazoo is my senior. When I was in Y Country, he helped me out a lot. However, something happened, so I came back first. Later onwards, I went to A Country with my father to do some business. I often saw you on TV, and you look much better in person." Waverly wasn't a friendly person, so she had no idea how to reply him. She only said two words, "That's nice." "When Bobe said that you would attend the dinner. I was so ha
Since childhood, there were three men who had entered her heart. One was Bernald who had protected her the entire time. In the end, he had died because of her. The other two were Lenold and Bellamy. Yazoo's appearance...was incredibly similar to that of Bernald's. They looked incredibly alike. The soft facial features, warm smile, maturity of a big brother, introverted temperament and the comfortable look in his eyes... Waverly's nose began to twitch as she felt her emotions pouring out. She could not control herself any longer and her eyes were covered with moist fog. "Would you excuse me..." She turned around and walked out of the room. Entering the corridor, she leaned against the wall. Memories of the past elapsed through her mind one after another. "There's no way. How could Yazoo look so much like Bernald?" she pondered. In this world, he was the sole person who she had owed but could not repay. She couldn't help shedding tear