"How long do we have to wait until we can eat?" Joseph changed the subject. "Ten more minutes," Waverly answered. He turned around and went out of the kitchen without saying another word. Waverly let out a sigh of relief. She quickly held onto the sink, supporting herself as she rested for a while; her legs had gone weak like jelly during their stressful exchange. After a short rest, she continued cooking. Ten minutes later, Waverly went out and saw Joseph sitting on the sofa with his phone in his hand, typing a message with his head down. "It's time to eat," Waverly shouted at him. Just then, Hayley came rushing through the door with a bottle of wine in hand. She felt a little surprised to sense that the atmosphere between them was not as negatively-charged or as tense as it was before. As Hayley didn't want to eat with Joseph, she went to the kitchen without greeting him. "Madam, are you all right?" Waverly nodded. "You should sta
Wow. This guy had always been quite the devil since he was a child. "The memory is vague, but yes, I vaguely remember that. Why?" Waverly asked, her gaze lowered. "There was something along the lines of: In one's life, without failure, he would not be as happy about the success he achieved. Without sadness, he would not be able to appreciate the joys. Life wouldn't be complete without a few terrible incidents. After all, only in the darkness can one see the stars." Waverly had long forgotten about this passage. "It sounds like younger me had quite the literary skills." "That's why it has nothing to do with my taste. Up until now, I don't think I've ever experienced any failure, nor sorrow. Though I do want to do a few horrible things, and you are one of them," Joseph admitted with a smile. Waverly looked at his big, presumptuous smile and felt that he was too arrogant for his own good. He was so conceited that it drove people mad. "Coinci
She loved the great man with such care and humility. There were many things that she wanted to know, such as Yazoo's secret, the reason why Bellamy She closed her eyes and tears started to stream down her face. Hayley felt sorry for her and sat opposite Waverly, "We don't need to be strong anymore. Let's leave everything to the President. As long as we live life as he has arranged, everything will be okay. It will be easier for him and us too ." Waverly opened her eyes and looked at Hayley, "A long time ago, I had a friend. She was really beautiful, lively, cheerful, and helpful. She got along with others well. When we were still in high school, she caught the attention of a successful man. He arranged a prestigious university and an exceptional job for her. Every month, he gave her enough money to squander. When she was in college, she married this man. Guess what happened in the end?" "What happened?" Hayley asked. "Two years later, the man found a
Bellamy answered the phone call. He smiled and said, "Have you eaten yet? The Ministry of Foreign Affairs must be a little busy these days, right?" "I've eaten. Fortunately, I am only an assistant. I don't need to do most of the work. No matter the circumstances, I have indeed been the wife of the President for five years. I have done plenty of business receptions with you and those events are still easy for me till this day." Waverly said with a smile. "That's good. I thought you were going to draw comics. I am still waiting to see your published comics too," Bellamy said in a breeze. "Bell, I have something to tell you. I don't want to carry out any business receptions anymore when you come here," she returned to the topic at hand. Bellamy withdrew his smiling face and furrowed his brows. There was a sharp glint in his eyes as he asked, "Why? Are they making things difficult for you?" "I've already thought about it. If I come out to welcome you, there wi
Yasmine paused, "Who told you that I have found a chef?" "Then, can you swear that you haven't found ONE?" Waverly asked in return. "If you can't find one, then it'll be up to me to do so instead. I am the person-in-charge of this business reception after all," Yasmine said in a self-righteous manner. "Before I could even start looking, you already found someone. Are you so sure that I won't be able to find a chef, or have you already made up your mind to prevent me from finding him?" Waverly asked directly. "I don't know what you're talking about. Besides, should this be the attitude you have when you talk to a superior? Or do you think that you are still the President's wife?" Yasmine snapped angrily. "You don't know what I'm talking about? Then, I will explain it to you. Since you have found the chef, you don't need me to do anything else. No matter what objective you have, I advise you to spend your time and efforts elsewhere. Otherwise, you will becom
"Madam, just tell me." Hayley, unafraid of death, patted her chest. "Even if my life will be at risk, I will help you." "Go to Snow Mountain in the next city and look for a man named Hansen Miles. Give this to him, and he will know what to do. You must find him, but the premise is that he must come out alive," Waverly handed the jewelry box to Hayley. "Alright, I promise to complete the task." Waverly's smile widened. Snow Mountain was one of the largest mountains in M Country, and Hansen Miles was just a man she had made up. Hayley really was naïve. "I'll transfer some money to you. If it's not enough, you can ask me for more. You must pay attention to your surroundings and ensure your own safety. If Bellamy asks, just tell him the truth. It's alright," Waverly explained. "Then, the dog will be in Madam's care," Hayley was somewhat worried about the dog. After all, Waverly had to go to work. Moreover, if Waverly was caught by Joseph, the dog w
"Right now, you can't eat me, though. I want you to be quiet for a while," Waverly muttered. The wolves failed to understand her, nor would they ever be able to. They continued to bite the bars. "How stupid, haha." she chuckled. Wasn't she the same as the wolves? She always insisted on doing the impossible, just because she had that ambition in her heart. In the end, she was getting starved to death and eaten by the wolves. Ah, now that she thought of it, it really was tragic. She only hoped that Bellamy wouldn't find out about her tragic death, for it would be too embarrassing for her. The sky quickly darkened, and the only dim source of light was that of a faraway streetlamp. The wolves still had not given up and were still biting the iron bars. Waverly closed her eyes to rest. After staying in such a terrible environment for a long time, she had gotten used to the pungent smell. After two more hours, footsteps approached an
Waverly understood the meaning behind his words but she refused to accept that Joseph had asked her to choose between Bellamy and Yazoo. She could no longer stay calm, "Do you think a person's life is that meaningless? These people all have parents, lovers, and friends. Yazoo used to have a good relationship with you when he was young." The corner of his mouth curled up and Joseph looked deeply into her eyes, "Whether their lives are meaningless or not, it all depends on you." Waverly was enraged that all her emotions welled up inside her heart, making her hot-blooded, blurring her rationality. She couldn't restrain nor compose herself anymore. She just wanted to act like a lunatic and tear off his mask. "Then, who am I to you? I am just an abandoned member of the Mccarthy family. What do you want to achieve by keeping me by your side? To fulfill your carnal desires? You get as many women as you want. By doing all this just to pressure me, you're out of yo