Yesseca laid on the bed and covered herself with a thin blanket.

She'd planned on sleeping, but she opened her eyes a short white later.

She felt that something was amiss.

Her body felt a little strange.

Yesseca reached out a hand and ran it over her body. Suddenly, something dawned on her.

She was running her hand over where Tremaine had touched her earlier.

My God!

Her face turned crimson.

What was wrong with her!

She put her hand on her face.

It was burning hot.

She felt close to tears.

What was she doing, running her hand over where Tremaine had touched her?

Had she been influenced by him?

Yesseca suddenly became very nervous.

She was praying that Tremaine would not come

in.

If he were to come in and see her blushing, he would ask her what was wrong. How would she explain this to him?!

Tremaine didn't go into Yesseca's bedroom anymore.

This was because he and Hogan had remained in confrontation for the whole night.

At first, Tremaine had felt a little antsy at the thought of Yesseca waiting for him in bed, but thanks to Hogan's constant muttering, Tremaine forgot about her. He only had one thought, which was to shut Hogan up.

Hogan repeated himself throughout the night.

He kept telling Tremaine not to marry Yesseca, his face stoic.

Throughout the night, Tremaine had twenty cups of coffee.

next day finally

started to shine in through the windows, Hogan said to Tremaine, "Mr. Tremaine, you

wanted to

Rest?

he possibly

to go to the

"You're a wonder, Mr.

eyes and tone

else, they would have long been frightened

was not an

and left as if he hadn't

left, Tremaine got ready

left, he went

Yesseca was still sleeping.

pillow with her hair fanned out. She looked

his hand against her face, and it felt like the smoothest

eyes flashed and his Adam's

Yesseca was not a person. She was

delicacy that he could not

a long time. He wouldn't

was the president of a country, and it was impossible for him to

withdrew his hand and

could've gobbled up this delicacy the night before if it

Tremaine left the bedroom, Yesseca

She had a dream.

silver platter. There was a man holding cutlery, eagerly waiting to swallow her up. The man's face was not very

At the Presidential Palace.

was a thick stack of letters on Tremaine's

various departments in the Presidential Palace, all expressing their objection

anyway. He already knew what

at this moment, someone knocked

in," Tremaine ordered in a

A figure walked in.

Tremaine's eye twitched.

It was Hogan.

good health. Though he'd been up the whole night

Tremaine said sarcastically, "Mr.

you should be more conscious of

that you're sti young

Tremaine's words, but he didn't even flinch. "Mr. Tremaine, live for my country and for you. It doesn't matter if I have to give up my life to ensure my country remains

corner of Tremaine's

things all the

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