"It can't be, it can't be."

Yesseca was deep in thought.

She remembered that Selina had contacted the doctor to pay for her treatment.

She recalled how Selina took care of her after Lothar died.

She thought about how concerned Selina was for her wellbeing and happiness, even when she was in the pains of childbirth.

She then thought about the last time she saw Lothar when he was alive. Every time he mentioned Selina, he would laugh and smile happily.

She remembered Lothar telling her that Selina was the cutest and kindest woman he had ever met.

It had to be fake.

A look of guilt flickered across her eyes.

She spoke to the picture of Lothar, "This is all my fault. Why did I have that nightmare about all the things that woman told me?"

She placed the photo back under the pillow.

Yesseca then went back to sleep.

She decided to pretend as though none of this had happened.

She had never seen that woman, nor did she hear anything that woman told her.

Qiana had gone to visit the Lanes family.

At their high and mighty home, the mayor's residence.

She came for money.

She had pursued her studies at junior college but dropped out before finishing her course. She only managed to get a position as a teacher in a prestigious kindergarten because of Wesley's help. She had changed her identity and acquired a diploma certificate from a famous university.

However, a diploma from a prestigious university was far from enough.

She had to be the real deal.

This wasn't just any normal kindergarten where teachers could just fool around all day. This was a prestigious kindergarten.

She had to have real skills and real knowledge.

Qiana hired an experienced tutor to teach her the skills she needed.

She was a teacher by day and student by night.

Of course, hiring tutors cost a lot of money and she had asked the mayor, her father, for the money.

Qiana knocked on the door, henna was the one who opened

was the

was the fashion right now. Her hair was tightly packed up in curlers and she

was Qiana, a look of disdain

husband had with another women,

A country bumpkin.

Lenna

had a very

her in as his daughter

responded contemptuously, "Come

Qiana walked inside.

in a duplex that was over 300 square meters large and was decorated luxuriously. In Qiana's point of view, this

was no longer

bigger

than Wesley's. Compared to Tremaine's villa, this place looked like a shack. Lenna went into the study to

to see you," Lenna said this with her nose held high, "She's a bumpkin who doesn't deserve your time," Wesley shot Lenna a warning glare and said,

Lenna snorted heavily.

had told her this many times before. If he hadn't told

to walk

her tracks and asked, "What are you doing

Qiana was Norah's half-sister, Norah

way about Qiana. She was a bumpkin who had run away from the countryside,

at

up with an exotic

it was like to be raised by a prominent family

beautiful, she

seen

she

felt that Norah lived

now, Qiana hadn't

feel so lowly before Norah

imagined the day when she would be able to step on Norah and

she became Tremaine's wife, Norah would have to grovel for her

need to act

this, Qiana raised her head and said,

disdainfully. "Your father?

her mouth, but closed it

to talk back when she realized that it was

wasn't in the position to talk back to her, but one day

she would

wanted to drag Norah down from being a princess to being

keeping her

found her smile

couldn't put her finger on

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