Chapter 1735


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    Yesseca was baffled by what she had just heard.


    Tremaine hade to see sote at night, only to ask her this?


    Why would she go to Nashnd with him?


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


    After a brief pause, Tremaine added, "Don''t worry. Nashnd 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 Nashnd with you?"


    "No reason!"


    "Then why should I go?" Yesseca asked.


    Tremaine frowned.


    He said stiffly, "Because you are my woman, you have toe to Nashnd with me!"


    Yesseca blushed.


    When had she be Tremaine''s woman?


    Red faced she asked, "Stop with this nonsense. When did I be 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 regr 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 Nashnd with him was simply to be made fun of for his own amusement.


    He was the personal bodyguard of the president of Nashnd 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!


    Yesseca''s eyes widened. "Tremaine, go look for a clown at the circus. Leave me alone, I''m not going to Nashnd with you. You''re crazy!" Tremaine''s anger red up. "How dare you call me crazy!"


    Yesseca was also getting angry. "Yes, you''re crazy, aplete whack job."


    Tremaine then grabbed Yesseca''s hand. "Yesseca, it seems that I really have to drag you to Marsnd. You''ve be even more arrogant than before!"


    She had been so cold towards him and would often say things that would upset him.


    Thest time was because of a misunderstanding.


    But even after they had cleared things up, she was still acting this way towards him.


    He was going to have to take her to Nashnd and teach her how to behave gently like a woman should!


    Yesseca wasn''t going to let a man drag her away like this.


    She tried to free her hand from Tremaine''s grip, but he was much too strong for her. She became anxious and then, in her flustered state, bent her head down and bit down hard on his hand.


    Tremaine stared at her wordlessly.


    He then gritted his teeth. "Yesseca, you''re acting


    like a dog!"


    Yesseca ignored him and bit down harder.


    Preslie stepped out of the bedroom to see what was going on.


    She was worried because Yesseca hadn''te back after a long time. When she looked out of the bedroom she saw her biting down on a man''s hand.


    Preslie was terrified at what was happening.


    She thought that the man at the door was a thief.


    She then rushed over to the washroom and grabbed a mop.


    Preslie then rushed towards Tremaine with the mop in her hand. "Let Yesseca go, you bad man!"


    She had cooked dinner with Yesseca earlier today and made a bit of a mess on her floor. Yesseca told Preslie that she could use the mop to clean up the floor.


    The mop was still very dirty as she hadn''t cleaned it.


    She held the mop up and thrusted it at Tremaine''s face.


    If Tremaine had noticed, he would have easily dodged her attack.Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.


    But at this very moment, he waspletely focused on Yesseca,


    who was still biting down on hi


    hand, and didn''t notice Preslie


    rushing over to him with the


    mop.


    Preslie sessfully hit Tremaine in the face with the dirty mop.


    There was a silence.


    Yesseca managed to get her free from Tremaine''s grasp. She also stopped biting him and looked at him in shock.


    Tremaine''s handsome face was covered in vegetable scraps.


    He had never been embarrassed like this before in his entire life.


    It was then that both Yesseca and Preslie felt a wave of insurmountable anger radiating from him.


    His rage caused them to tremble.


    Tremaine''s face darkened.


    He grabbed the filth that was on his face. When he realized what it was, he became outraged.


    Vegetables!


    It was vegetable scraps!


    No one had ever dared to do this to him.


    How dared they!


    Tremaine whipped out a pistol from his coat.


    The muzzle was pointed directly at Preslie.


    Tossing vegetable scraps onto the face of the president was a nderous and treasonous act. He was going to kill her.


    Preslie


    gone numb at the very only


    sight of the pistol and could stare nkly


    St the ck muzzle in


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    Luckily, Yesseca reacted quickly.


    She quickly stepped in front of Preslie.


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    When she looked at Tremaine''s face, she knew that he was furious.


    If she didn''t stop him, he was very likely to shoot Preslie on the spot.


    "Tremaine stop! Preslie didn''t mean to do that to you!" She yelled at him.


    Tremaine stared coldly at Yesseca.


    He stared daggers at Yesseca, it looked like he would gouge her eyes out.


    Yesseca shuddered.


    But she suppressed her fear and stood stoutly in front of Preslie. After staring each other off for a full minute, Tremaine finally put the gun away.


    He red coldly at Yesseca and Preslie before turning out to leave.


    With the man gone, both Yesseca and Preslie felt their legs turn into rubber.


    Yesseca''sdegs buckled because she


    was


    Wouldafraid of what Tremaine


    would have done to Preslie if she hadn''t stopped him.


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    Tremaine was the president''s personal bodyguard after all. Killing a regr civilian was no issue for him.


    Preslie''s legs went weak out of fear. No one had ever pointed a gun at her before. It was terrifying!


    Tremaine returned to his car.


    Sheldon was waiting inside.


    Sheldon was stunned to see Tremaine walk back to the car with a cold stare on his face.


    He stared at Tremaine, dumbfounded.


    There was a tiny vegetable scrap on his head.


    Because Tremaine had thick, ck hair, it wasn''t very obvious unless you looked for it,


    The small white cabbage leaf tucked in his hair was in stark contrast to his handsome face.


    Sheldon was speechless.


    This was the first time he''d seen Tremaine in such a state.


    Sheldon wanted tough, but didn''t dare to.


    He said awkwardly, "Sir, you..."


    How could he tell Treamine?


    "What is it?" Tremaine yelled out in anger.


    Sheldon gulped.


    He touched his own head. "I something on your head, sir?"


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