After all, Yesseca was not part of the Quartley family yet and was still an outsider.

Montez was contradicting Yuliana for an outsider.

Thus, Madam Quartley was unhappy about his attitude.

As it was written all over her face, Yesseca could see her dissatisfaction.

With that, she broke the silence and said, "Madam Quartley, Ms. Yuliana, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have come. I'm leaving now."

On the contrary, she didn't want to say that. After all, she did not do anything wrong but she was afraid that it would affect Montez and cause disputes in their family, so she suppressed her emotions in her hear and said what she thought was the best reply.

However, when she wanted to leave, Montez refused to let her go.

Holding on to Yesseca's hand tightly, he said, "Yesseca, please don't go, I won't let you leave."

Yesseca was in a difficult position.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked in that seemed to have saved her from this awkward

situation.

The man was tall and majestic, but he looked exhausted.

Tremaine was back!

Montez's eyes brightened when he caught sight of Tremaine.

In a flash, he let go of Yesseca's hand and ran towards his father.

As he spoke, his voice was full of complaints. "Daddy, you are finally back. Aunt Yuliana wants to drive Yesseca away. Please help me ask Yesseca to stay."

After a moment, Tremaine's gaze fell on Yesseca's face.

Yesseca felt that his gaze was extremely deep, like a bottomless whirlpool. All of a sudden, she felt a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Yuliana had already stood up and refuted, "Master, you are back. Do you know what Yesseca wanted to do? She brought in a mysterious recipe and insisted that I prepare it for Zorion. I am Zorion's wife. How can I let Zorion drink such cheap and suspicious things? I'm suspecting that there is a motive behind her act!"

Yesseca was shocked by Yuliana's ability to turn the tables.

She raised her voice and said, "Young madam, please behave yourself! First of all, my prescription is not obscene. It was given to me by a sick friend, and I didn't insist that Big Master needs to drink it. If you want it, I will give it to you. If you don't want it, I will leave. How can you say that I insist on Big Master drinking it?"

"It's all because of you!" Yuliana said ironically, "If I don't want you to take it, you instigated Montez to teach me a lesson. What do you mean you didn't insist on giving it to Zorion? What are you trying to do here?"

looked at Tremaine again. "Young Master, you have

talking nonsense. What can I possibly

could smell your evil motives from a

low voice suddenly

so cold that it made them feel

was in absolute silence. It was so quiet that you could

not dare to

that her

the Quartley Family, but

Yesseca held her breath.

knowing if it was her illusion, but she had a feeling that Tremaine trusted her. When she said

as she finished speaking, Yuliana's voice followed. "Look, Young Master, if

Tremaine's eyes became bright.

time, he said in a low voice, "Then let's try it. Yesseca,

room fell silent yet

everyone in

open, which could fit two big

taken aback as she couldn't

would believe she brought no harm to the family. It was out of her expectations that this man would also

to try Without

Quartley felt that

invite a doctor? Let the doctor come first.

really believe Yesseca's

doctor had already checked on him." Tremaine said, "The surgery is very risky. The doctor can't guarantee his safety. There is only a 50%

doctor to see Zorion, then

we can't use this woman's prescription. She'll kill Zorion!" Yuliana shouted, "Madam, you have

probability of success is only fifty percent. We'd better have an operation." "Madam," Tremaine

She was speechless.

the other hand, Yesseca's

"I believe her."

was such a simple word, but it knocked on her heart, which made her overwhelmed with

you can't do this. You're going to

"Shut up."

finished speaking, Tremaine interrupted

casted a sharp

his eyes seemed to be able to melt

a little, but

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