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
He went out to buy some food, which was quite far away. Waverly did not go out as it was already past ten in the evening. She locked the door, showered, took out the quilt, laid it on the bed, and was ready to sleep. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It was Joseph. Although Waverly's cell phone had an anti-tracking application, she still didn't want to answer his call. Talking to Joseph would only make her angry and uncomfortable. She rejected the call and set the alarm for six-thirty in the morning for the following day. Then, she switched off her phone and went to sleep. After a long while, Waverly was woken up by the loud knockings on the door from outside. She couldn't be bothered by it and went back to sleep. With a bang, her door was kicked open, and the lights were turned on. She poked her head out from the blanket and realized that it was Joseph. He pursed his lips tightly, and his jaw was stiff. He looked furious and unh
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