Yesseca was baffled by what she had just heard.

Tremaine had come to see so late at night, only to ask her this?

Why would she go to Nashaland with him?

Before Yesseca could ask him this, he suddenly commanded her with an air of superiority. "Pack your things, I'm taking you to Nashaland. You will live there with me from now on."

After a brief pause, Tremaine added, "Don't worry. Nashaland will be a lot better than it is here in Agaphen City. You'll be treated with respect over there."

Yesseca looked at him with her mouth agape.

She then asked, "Why should I go to Nashaland with you?"

"No reason!"

"Then why should I go?" Yesseca asked.

Tremaine frowned.

He said stiffly, "Because you are my woman, you have to come to Nashaland with me!"

Yesseca blushed.

When had she become Tremaine's woman?

Red faced she asked, "Stop with this nonsense. When did I become your woman?"

Tremaine's frown deepened.

There were some things he wanted to tell her, but he couldn't say them.

Tremaine only managed to say, "What, just because you're a silly goose, does that mean you can't be my woman?"

This sentence made no sense out of context.

A regular would have no idea what it meant.

But, Yesseca understood.

She felt insulted.

Tremaine called her a silly goose, that's why she was his woman!

So the reason he wanted her to go to Nashaland with him was simply to be made fun of for his own amusement.

He was the personal bodyguard of the president of Nashaland after all.

The job must be dangerous and quite boring. He needed to find a clown to make fun of.

But why was he looking for her?

She wasn't a member of the circus!

widened. "Tremaine, go look for a clown at the circus. Leave me

"How dare

getting angry. "Yes,

"Yesseca, it seems that I really have to drag you

so cold towards him and would often say things that would upset

was because of

after they had cleared things up, she

to Nashaland and teach her how to

wasn't going to let a man drag her

and then, in her flustered state, bent her head down and bit down hard on his hand. Tremaine stared at

then gritted his teeth. "Yesseca,

like a dog!"

ignored him and bit

the bedroom to see

back after a long time. When she looked out of

at

man at the door was a

to the washroom

towards Tremaine with the mop in her hand. "Let Yesseca go,

made a bit of a mess on her floor. Yesseca told Preslie that

very dirty as

the mop up and thrusted it at

noticed, he would have easily dodged

very moment,

on

didn't notice Preslie rushing over to him with

hit Tremaine in the face with

There was a silence.

get her free from Tremaine's grasp. She also stopped biting

was

been embarrassed like this before

that both Yesseca and Preslie felt a wave of insurmountable anger radiating

caused

Tremaine's face darkened.

was on his face. When he realized what

Vegetables!

It was vegetable scraps!

one had ever dared to do this

How dared they!

a

was pointed

the face of the president was a slanderous and treasonous act. He was

Preslie

numb at the

and

at the

front of her.

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