My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Yesseca was stunned.

She was initially enchanted by Tremaine's stories, but now she was once again aware of the nearing danger.

She took a step back.

The adoration in her eyes changed into anxiety. "You... you..."

She understood what Tremaine meant. He was being impulsive again, but she could not say anything. All she could utter was "You...you..." Tremaine felt both amused and nervous when he saw Yesseca stammering in front of him.

He patted Yesseca's head. "What are you talking about, you little stammerer?"

Yesseca did not say anything.

She blushed and said, "You're the little stammerer,"

"He is not a little stammerer!" A loud voice rang out.

Yesseca went quiet.

So did Tremaine.

When they looked over, they noticed Montez

standing off to the side.

Montez looked upset. He said, "Yesseca, my daddy is so old, how is he a little stammerer? He's practically a ghost! You should call him an old stammered!"

Yesseca didn't expect Montez to appear. She just stood there, unsure of how to react.

Tremaine had a dark expression.

"Montez, go back to your room!"

Montez merely snorted.

Ever since Yesseca and his dad got together, Montez had been unhappy. He would hide in his room after coming back from school. He came out for a beverage when he saw Yesseca and Tremaine talking and overheard Yesseca calling his father a "little stammerer." Montez didn't understand why Yesseca called him such a name.

In his eyes, however, Tremaine had nothing to do with the word "little".

He was so old!

How could he be "little?"

Montez was the little one!

And his daddy was a downright elderly man.

"Montez, did you not hear what I just said?" asked

Tremaine. Seeing that Montez did not move, Tremaine's voice became even colder. It scared even Yesseca.

Yesseca immediately said, "Don't scare your child like that."

Seeing that Yesseca was helping him, Montez's heart was filled with complicated emotions.

He felt sadness and grief...

He could not help but say, "Why would you choose someone like him, Yesseca? He's such an old man. I'm young and fresh, I'm the one you should choose." Yesseca felt dizzy.

Hearing Montez spout nonsense in front of Yesseca, Tremaine turned to Montez and said, "It seems that I haven't taught you a lesson in a long time."

Though Montez was sad, he was still intelligent.

He turned around and ran away shouting, "Yesseca, see, this man isn't just old and fierce, he's also an evil man!"

Yesseca was frightened by Montez's words. She knew that Tremaine had a bad temper, and she was afraid that he might hit Montez. She quickly ran in front of Tremaine and held him back, "It's okay, he's just a little boy, he doesn't know what he's saying. Don't take it to heart."

Tremaine stopped and asked a strange question, "Am I old?"

Yesseca didn't respond.

She didn't expect Tremaine to ask a question like this.

"You idiot, I'm asking you a question!" said Tremaine as he knocked Yesseca on her head.

Yesseca patted her head. "Of course you aren't old. How can you be old in your prime?"

That was true.

Tremaine's darkened face suddenly relaxed.

He faintly replied, "Maybe you're not so stupid after all."

Tremaine leaned forward again and said into Yesseca's ear, "Not only am I not old, but I'm also very powerful.

Yesseca did not reply.

She blushed from head to toe.

Tremaine was too shameless.

What kind of president was he? He was just a playboy!

Yesseca stomped her foot on the ground. "I don't care about you. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, Yesseca turned around and ran into the bedroom.

Tremaine felt his blood rushing through his body when he saw Yesseca's bashful expression. He was just about to chase after her when he suddenly thought of something. Yesseca was probably still on her period. He still felt uncomfortable going after her like this.

Tremaine turned and went to the bathroom.

He had to take a cold shower.

The next day soon arrived.

Preslie showed up at Shiryu Palace.

As she looked at the magnificent Shiryu Palace, her heart began to beat faster.

Oh my goodness.

Preslie would be working here.

She clenched her fists and said, "Preslie, you have to give it your all!"

After that, she strode inside, and then she was stopped by the soldiers at the door...

Preslie took out the access card given to her by Sheldon the day

before. She swiped her card and the soldiers let her in. She arrived at the area that Sheldon had brought her to. She was in the logistics

Ov

department, and it was a relatively easy job.

The work was known to be relatively simple, and Preslie's supervisor asked her to print out a table form.

Preslie was instantly dumbfounded.

She... she didn't know how to create a table form.

Although it sounded unbelievable, she really was unable to do it.

She never went to university.

After graduating from high school, she got into a third-rate university, but her parents barred her from attending. They said it was too shameful to be attending a third rate university, and that it'd be better to

work than to study, and thus Preslie

began selling clothes after high

school.

Although she knew how to use a computer, all she could do was chat online. She had never done anything related to office work.

Preslie wanted to ask someone, but she didn't know a single person around her. She was too embarrassed, afraid that they'd tease and laugh at her if they found out she couldn't even perform such a simple task. Preslie tried to figure it out for an entire morning, but in the end, nothing was done.

It was almost noon when her supervisor came requesting for her table form.

Preslie could not produce anything.

Her supervisor asked her why she couldn't do something so simple. Such a basic table form would have only taken her half an hour.

Preslie had no choice but to tell the truth. She was trembling. "M-miss, I don't know how to do it."

Her supervisor was taken aback.

Her supervisor's name was Merlin, a Harcady University graduate. When she found out Preslie couldn't do an easy task, she asked, "Did you not learn this when you were at university?" Preslie became more nervous. "I never went to university."

Merlin was silent.

The department she managed had

around 20 employees, each of whom graduated from a first-class university and had a master's degree at the very least. She had never

expected to have an employee

without a university degree.

Merlin went to investigate how Preslie managed to get this job and found that Sheldon had something to do with it.

Merlin went to look for Sheldon.