My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 1820



"I I! make arrangements for your friend. She can leave today," Tremaine told Yesseca.

Yesseca wasn't too excited to hear that.

If she could, she really wanted to live together with Preslie.

However, she also knew that it was unrealistic.

Yesseca let out a disappointed hum.

She requested that Tremaine grant her the day to spend with Preslie so that they could go out for a walk.

Tremaine agreed.

With the way Tremaine agreed so readily, Yesseca asked, "Can you see you if you can arrange a job for Preslie close by? I want to see her more often,"

Tremaine glanced at Yesseca and said, "Close by... Shall we arrange for her to work at Quartley Palace?"

Hearing this, Yesseca's eyes lit up.

If he could, that would be the best case scenario!

Yesseca nodded rapidly.

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Yesseca was taken aback.

She cradled her head in pain. "Why are you hitting me?"

Tremaine scorned, "Do you really think that will happen? That stupid woman has no right to even be a maid at Quartley Palace!" Yesseca felt dizzy.

It turned out that Tremaine wanted to make Preslie a maid!

Forget it!

Yesseca pleaded, "She's so young, how can she be a maid? Can you please find a better job for her?"

Tremaine saw the pitiful look in Yesseca's eyes.

He held his breath before finally letting out a snort in acknowledgement.

Then, he hugged Yesseca. Both of them were in a very intimate position with each other. Tremaine, tall and lean, looked down at Yesseca. "You idiot, I am your man, you don't have to talk to me in such a pitiful tone. It's normal for you to make requests to me."

Yesseca did not reply.

She didn't think it was normal to ask for favors or requests from Tremaine.

He was such a fierce man, she was too terrified to ask anything from him!

"I'm going to the Presidential Office. Wait for me until I get back." Tremaine let go of Yesseca.

Yesseca nodded. She only hoped that Tremaine would leave quickly so that she could hang out with Preslie.

However, Tremaine suddenly turned around after taking a few steps. He embraced Yesseca again and said with burning passion in his eyes, "I've been busy recently. When I'm done, I'll explain what's going on between us,"

Yesseca was stunned.

Did he need to give an explanation about their relationship?

What kind of explanation was it going to be?

Yesseca's mind was in a state of chaos.

Yesseca wanted to ask what Tremaine meant, but in the end, she didn't.

She went to Preslie's room.

Yesseca pushed on the bedroom door gently as she didn't want to wake Preslie up. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Preslie sitting on the bed.

She walked over. "Preslie, you're awake."

Preslie stood up. "Yesseca, you're awake too! We woke up so early!"

Yesseca nodded. "Why are you sitting here even though you're awake?"

Preslie felt embarrassed. She scratched her hair.

She squeezed out a dry smile. "Yesseca, it's so luxurious here, just like a palace. I'm afraid I might get lost if I go out. I thought you would come and look for me when you got up, so I waited for you."

Yesseca didn't know what to say.

Preslie said, "This is a really nice place. I feel as though I'm a princess in a palace..."

Yesseca gave a bitter laugh and

changed the topic. "He agreed to find you a job. He'll sort it out today, After that," Yesseca stopped for a moment. She said in a guilty tone, "Prestie, you will have to mo

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If this was her house, she would let Preslie live here forever, but there was no other way. This was not her property, it was Tremaine's. Yesseca had no choice but to follow his wishes.

Tremaine wanted Preslie to leave today. Even though Yesseca was reluctant, she had to agree.

She did not think that Preslie would agree to it, but surprisingly, Preslie was actually quite happy to move out.

She patted her chest and said

happily, "Good, good! Moving out

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today would be great. Yesseca, don't you know living here is torture to me? It's too luxurious. I'm afraid that I'll wrinkle the sheets or dirty the bed

if I sleep in it. I feel so out of place. People like me won't feel comfortable living in such a

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Yesseca heaved a sigh of relief.

She took Preslie's hand. "Preslie, we can still see each other often even if you don't stay here. I will catch up with you every once in a while." Preslie nodded heavily.

She looked at Yesseca gratefully. "Yesseca, you have my gratitude. I was homeless before this. Thanks to you, I finally have somewhere to go. I knew you were a good friend."

Yesseca laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about? There's no need to thank me for that.'

Preslie took a deep breath and said, "Yesseca, I want to hug you,"

"Go ahead."

Preslie held Yesseca tightly, "Although you don't want me to thank you, I still want to say, thank you for being a friend to me,"

The smile on Yesseca's lips deepened. She was moved.

She was grateful to have Preslie as a friend.

It was a good thing that Preslie came to Nashaland. She would no longer have to be alone.

Later, Yesseca asked Preslie to go wash up. She told her they would be heading out and the two of them would enjoy a good stroll today.

Preslie went to the bathroom.

There was an individual bathroom in every room of the Quartley Palace.

She looked around for a while.

She sighed again, "Yesseca, this is

too grand. I just went to wash up and I recognized there was a luxury brand toothbrush on the washstand. It's super expensive, costing a few thousand dollars, everything is so extravagant!" Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

Yesseca was also shocked.

She didn't know if it was genuinely a luxury brand, but why did it cost that much?

How could anyone use it?

It felt as though they would go to heaven if they used it!

Preslie suddenly became excited as she looked around, "Yesseca, I think I made a solid decision in coming to Nashaland. This is a country full of

gold mines. Even the President's bodyguard can be so rich..."

Yesseca gulped.

She felt like she had to tell Preslie the truth.

Preslie was going to be living in Nashaland, so she had to tell her.

Yesseca interrupted her. "I'm looking forward to it. Actually, he's not a bodyguard."

Preslie was stunned.