"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.

on the door, henna was the one

the

a head full of curly hair which was the fashion right now.

she saw that it was Qiana, a look

her husband had

A country bumpkin.

was what Lenna

had a very

a pity that her husband was oblivious to what was going on. He took her in as his daughter and even gave her a new name. "I'm looking for my father," Qiana said to

contemptuously, "Come

Qiana walked inside.

over 300 square meters large and was decorated luxuriously. In

was no longer

Qiana had bigger plans

Compared to Tremaine's villa, this place looked like a

with her nose held high, "She's a bumpkin who doesn't deserve your time," Wesley shot Lenna a warning glare and said, "Be polite.

Lenna snorted heavily.

this many times before. If he hadn't told her, Lenna would

Lenna went to call Wesley, his other daughter just happened to walk past the living room

stopped in her tracks and asked, "What are

was Norah's half-sister,

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

stared at

dolled up with an

it was like to be raised by a prominent family in a wealthy

just look beautiful, she looked exotic as

seen Norah

then, she was called

always felt that Norah lived like a

now, Qiana hadn't changed her

so lowly before

the day when she would be able to step on Norah and crush her under her

she became Tremaine's wife, Norah would have to

she need to act humble in front

this, Qiana raised her head and said, "I came to see my

"Your father? You

mouth, but closed

about to talk back when she realized that it was

in the position to talk back to her, but

she would teach

to drag Norah down from being a princess to being a lowly nobody like how

keeping

found her

couldn't put her finger

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