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
"So what? Do you think your girlfriend was a virgin when you both got together? If you truly like her, you won't care about her past. If you don't like her, then don't flirt with her in the first place," Hanold said proudly. Waverly slightly raised the corners of her mouth. She had a good impression of Hanold. He was like a little brother from next door. The better her impression of him grew, the more she was unable to drag him into her drama. She went into the room. "She's here. She's here," someone said. It was as if they wanted her to know that they had been gossiping about her. Waverly pretended that she failed to hear that person and stood next to Hanold. "Waverly, do you want to play a card game?" Yazoo shouted. "I'm not good at them," Waverly answered. "It doesn't matter. I can teach you," Yazoo smiled gently. Waverly didn't want to refuse him and embarrass him. Moreover, it was easier for her to get into his circle of
The atmosphere of the meal was incredibly nice. The guests were all young people filled with ideologies, ambitions and dreams, only lacking in shrewdness. Their topics went from investments to women, from women to investments and from investments to politics. "Waverly, why don't you say something," someone called out for Waverly while they were discussing politics. Waverly smiled. Over the past five years, she had lived in the center of politics and had long forgotten about the peaceful lives of common people. She was finally at a down-to-earth gathering of civilians, so she subconsciously was against talking about politics. Everyone was looking at her. If she didn't say anything, it would seem that she would make them lose face. She said, "When I was in A Country, there was a famous host who said that the national policy was bad when we were eating. They were recorded by the people who ate next to them and the clip was later posted on th
"If you swear to leave M Country and the Mccarthy family, I'll naturally let you go. If you have evil intentions, I'm sorry, but I can't promise to let you go," Joseph spoke bluntly. Waverly's face turned pale. Those words meant that he still wanted to pester her. Yazoo could feel the atmosphere getting tense. So, he smiled and said, "You guys are still the same as you were when you were kids. Whenever you meet, you'd start arguing." "We're different from back then. When I was a child, I just didn't like her," Joseph said with a smirk, something more sinister lurking in his eyes. "It's indeed different now," Waverly pursed her lips. She really wanted to expose the truth about what he had done to her in front of everyone. Rationally speaking, even if she told the truth, no one would believe her and neither would Yasmine. She would only embarrass herself if she said all that. "When I was young, I still remember that you had a little humani