My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Yesseca didn't expect Tremaine to ask her about this out of the blue.

Slightly taken aback, she tried to gloss over the subject and said, "I told you, didn't I? I'm not making soup tonight cause I'm tired and I want to rest." Tremaine didn't expect Yesseca to lie!

He was exasperated!

When other women were bullied, they would cry in front of their men, make a fuss, and ask for justice. However, Yesseca said nothing and had even lied to him!

Tremaine took a step forward, his face mere inches from hers. "Yesseca, I know you made soup. Where is it?"

Yesseca's heart sank.

She wondered if he knew something.

However, she still wanted to cover it up and said vaguely, "Er, it didn't work out too well, so I poured it away!"

"Yesseca!" Tremaine finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He raised his voice. "Don't lie to me!"

Yesseca was startled by the sudden increase in volume and subconsciously shrunk away from him.

Tremaine poked Yesseca's forehead. "Stop trying to prove to me how stupid you are. Look at you, you fool! How could such a smart man as myself end up with a fool like you?" Yesseca did not reply and looked at him aggrievedly.

Why was he calling her a fool again? She really didn't like it when he did that.

Tremaine grabbed her hand and basically dragged her out of the bedroom.

"Where are you taking me?" Yesseca was confused.

"To get justice." Tremaine stressed each word.

Yesseca did not say anything.

At the main hall on the first floor of Quartley Palace.

Unlike the other floors, which had bedrooms, kitchens, and so on, the first floor of Quartley Palace was only used to receive guests.

At this moment, Tremaine, Yesseca, and Madam Quartley were gathered there.

Tremaine asked his Madam Quartley to apologise to Yesseca.

Madam Quartley was jumping with rage.

There were so many servants around, yet Tremaine was telling her to apologise to Yesseca. Was he deliberately trying to humiliate her?

Naturally, Madam Quartley refused.

However, Tremaine insisted that she apologise.

Yuliana hurried over when she heard what was happening.

Seeing this, she frantically said, "Tremaine, you can't do this! How can you ask Grandma to apologise? Yesseca's the one that should apologise to Grandma!"

Tremaine shot her a death glare. "Shut up!"

His gaze was murderous.

Yuliana was too scared to say anything else.

She could only glare at Yesseca hatefully.

She hated Yesseca because Tremaine wanted Madam Quartley to apologise to her. It wasn't because Madam Quartley meant something to her, but because Tremaine was making Madam Quartley apologise in front of so many people. It was obvious how much Yesseca meant to Tremaine! "Grandma, you threw Yesseca's soup away for no reason. You have to apologise to her!" Tremaine's tone was firm.

Madam Quartley was so angry that her face turned red.

She wanted to just leave, but Tremaine didn't allow her to. Amidst her shock and anger, Hogan arrived.

Hogan's purpose in coming to Quartley Palace on this day was the same as before. However, he happened to arrive just as this was unfolding.

Seeing that Hogan was here, Madam Quartley felt as though she had found her saviour.

She wept and told Hogan, "Mr. Welmert, just look at what Tremaine is doing. I'm his grandmother, yet he's forcing me to apologise to this woman! What has the world come to?!" Hogan frowned.

He'd watched Tremaine grow up and

knew him very well. Tremaine was cold and blunt, but he was not the type to cast aside his values. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed himself to nag him for so long...

However, he was telling Madam Quartley to apologise...

Hogan did not dare to believe it.

Since Madam Quartley had said so right in front of

Tremaine, it had to be true.

Madam Quartley, on the other hand, pointed at Yesseca. "Mr. Welmert, it's because of her that Tremaine wants me to apologise!"

Hogan looked over.

This was his first time seeing Yesseca. She wasn't quite what he'd expected.

Previously, he had heard from Madam Quartley that Yesseca was a vixen. He thought that Yesseca was some kind of bewitching creature.

Having seen her for himself...

He found that she looked ordinary.

This was Hogan's first impression of her.

He had seen all kinds of beauties over the years, but Yesseca truly was nothing special. At most, she had extremely fair skin and spirited eyes, but that was it.

This young woman had the president of a country wrapped around her finger?

Hogan simply couldn't believe it.

Yesseca felt like she had a headache coming on.

She hadn't expected things to turn out like this. There was even a stranger present at the moment.

Mr. Welmert looked old enough to be her grandfather, but his gaze was sharp and clear. She felt a little odd looking at him.

Yesseca gently shook Tremaine's hand and said in a small voice, "Forget it, okay? I want to go to bed now."

She didn't want to tell Tremaine at first because she didn't want to make a mountain out of a mole hill. She did not expect him to make such a big deal out of it.

Tremaine looked at her and said in a

voice that only she could hear,

"You're my woman. You followed me to this unfamiliar place, leaving your friends and family behind. I can't allow you to be wronged!"

Yesseca was taken aback.

She didn't expect Tremaine to say that, and her heart warmed.

He was being so considerate. It was because of that that she didn't want to cause a fuss and make things hard for him.

Yesseca was about to say something else when Hogan said, "Mr. Tremaine, is Madam Quartley telling the truth?"

"Mr. Welmert, this is my family business. It's not something that you should worry about," Tremaine said coldly.

Hogan's voice was neither humble

nor pushy. "Sir, this may be a

personal matter, but since I happen to be here, and Madam Quartley

wants me to be involved, I think I can

still ask a question or two.

Tremaine scoffed. "Hogan, don't forget your place! Do you think that you, as my subordinate, have the right to ask about your superior's personal matters?!"

"Alright, then. I won't ask as your subordinate. Tremaine, your grandfather and I were good friends and I watched you grow up. How about I get involved with this identity?" Hogan asked.

This was Hogan's first time calling Tremaine by name since he'd become the president.

Tremaine's eyes flashed.