novelxo Chapter 1850
"That's why you have to go down with me," Preslie said without hesitation. Sheldon did not respond.
He cleared his throat and said, "Miss Fernandez, although I lost my composure just now and saw things I shouldn't have, I didn't mean it. I also made a profound reflection, so please conduct yourself with dignity."
Preslie was confused. At the same time, she blushed.
When Sheldon brought up the earlier incident, her heart started to race again.
"Miss Fernandez, I'm a man with morals," Sheldon repeated.
Her face red, Preslie said, "Mr. Hawls, I know you're a man with morals. That's why I'm asking you to go downstairs with me. If Tremaine and Yesseca are up to something in there, it'd be really awkward for us to hear any sounds. That's why we need to go downstairs to give them some privacy."
Sheldon fell silent.
His expression turned rather odd.
So this was what Preslie meant!
He had misunderstood and thought that she was trying to seduce him and invite him to...
Sheldon was easily embarrassed. His face instantly flushed.
He realized how stupid he was.
Yesseca sat on the bed with her back to Tremaine.
His actions had infuriated her.
He was so obscene!
Tremaine leaned in close to her, his hot breath fanning over her face as he said, "Yesseca, come home with me."
"No!" Yesseca sounded petulant.
"I'll ask you again, are you coming with me?" This time, he sounded vaguely threatening.
"No!" Yesseca's voice grew even louder.
What a joke!
She was not going to be easily threatened. She was determined not to go with him.
Yesseca let out another shriek because Tremaine had just picked her up. The sudden loss of gravity led to her throwing her arms around his neck and she saw him smirking. Yesseca did not say anything.
She widened her eyes in anger. He'd done it on purpose!
"Put me down!" Yesseca said.
"No."
She felt extremely embarrassed when she saw that Tremaine was going to carry her out of the bedroom. If Preslie and Sheldon were to see this, she would be so ashamed. Yesseca had no other choice.
"I'll go back with you, just put me down."
Fine, she was quite easily threatened.
Tremaine's smirk deepened.
Only then did he put Yesseca down before reaching for her hand.
Yesseca paused. "You're not lying to me, are you? You... you're not with any other woman?"
He shot her a sidelong glance. "What nonsense. Do you think I need to stoop so low as to lie?"
Yesseca did not say anything.
Her eyes flashed with a subtle light.
He seemed to be telling the truth.
Tremaine was the president of Nashaland. There was no need for him to lie to her.
A small smile formed on her lips.
Then, she was surprised.
Why was she smiling?
She had planned on leaving this unfamiliar country for Agaphen City the very next day, yet she was currently going back to Quartley Palace with Tremaine. This was a tragic matter! How could she still smile? At the door, Preslie and Sheldon were nowhere in sight.
Tremaine frowned.
He muttered subconsciously, "Where did Sheldon and that idiot go?"
Yesseca did not dignify him with a response.
She merely shot him a disdainful look.
Tremaine was so mean every time he spoke. He should remember that he's the president of the country!
All the leaders from other countries were so polite and warm, while Tremaine had to be the one that spoke harshly!
Downstairs, Preslie and Sheldon were standing far apart from each other.
Both of them felt a little awkward.
They hadn't said a word since coming down.
Tremaine came down, holding Yesseca's hand.
Sheldon immediately went over and said, "Mr. Tremaine."
Tremaine nodded and said, "Let's head hack."
After that, he paused and looked at Preslie. The atmosphere immediately tensed up and became vaguely murderous. Sheldon was shocked.
He said subconsciously, "Mr. Tremaine, Miss Fernandez did not do this on purpose. She made a mistake, please don't blame her." Tremaine looked at Sheldon meaningfully. "Sheldon, are you pleading on her behalf?"
Yesseca piped up. "What's wrong with that? Sheldon's a rational and understanding person, unlike you, you tyrant. Don't you dare take this out on Preslie, or else I won't go back with you!"
Tremaine fell silent.
He glared at her.
She did not care to protect his image, not even in front of his subordinate!
Yesseca was the only one who could do that!
Imagine if it were someone else!
Tremaine snorted coldly. He would chop that person into pieces!
Sheldon laughed bitterly to himself.
Only Yesseca could deal with Tremaine.
Yesseca told Preslie that she was going back to Quartley Palace.
Preslie felt very guilty.
This was all her fault.
She kept on apologizing to Yesseca.
Yesseca did not take it to heart.
She smiled. "Preslie, I know that you meant well. Get some rest, okay? I'll head back first." Preslie nodded, looking a little conflicted.
She sneaked a glance at Tremaine and found him standing to one side grimly. He seemed to be pissed off that esseca was talking to her.
Preslie whispered to Yesseca, "Yesseca, Mr. Tremaine won't come after me, will he? He has to be fuming."
Yesseca held her hand. "Preslie,
don't be scared. He might be narrow-minded enough to want to get revenge, but I threatened him, saying that I wouldn't go back with him if he were to do that."
Preslie was speechless.
The corners of her mouth twitched. "Yesseca, you're the best."
Half an hour later, Yesseca returned to Quartley Palace.
She felt a little complicated.
She was back after a short escape.
What an odd misunderstanding.
She had yet to finish lamenting when Tremaine suddenly picked her up.
Yesseca was taken aback.
"Put me down." Why was he still carrying her when they were already at Quartley Palace?
"No!" Tremaine carried her upstairs and kicked the bedroom door open before throwing her onto the bed. For some reason, Yesseca sensed danger.
She moved back. "You..."
Tremaine inched closer to her. "Yesseca, you didn't think that I'd let you go after framing me, did you?" Yesseca gulped. "That's exactly what I thought."