My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1512

Yuliana nodded. "I think you are quite a lovable girl. How about this? You can come over and have a chat with me when you're free. It's quite lonely for me to be here anyway."

Eleanor was overjoyed upon hearing that.

She immediately nodded. "Sure, Madam Yuliana."

As the night fell, a black Lincoln appeared before the grand palace.

Tremaine came out of it.

Immediately, a bodyguard in black wearing white gloves ran up to Tremaine and greeted him, "Welcome home, Lord."

Tremaine cast a deep look at the bodyguard. His gaze was so sharp that they were like daggers that could slice off bones.

The bodyguard was shocked.

He immediately lowered his head, "Mr. Quartley, it was a mistake of my choice of words."

It is still too early to address Tremaine as "Lord", although it was already a thing that would happen for sure.

"I don't need someone who would make mistakes in his choice of words here. You should resign tomorrow." The tone in Tremaine's voice was faint, yet it had the dignity of a mighty one in it.

The bodyguard was horrified.

He immediately pleaded, "Mr. Quartley, I'm sorry. It wouldn't happen again. I'll remember to learn my lesson."

"There's no next time." Tremaine ignored the bodyguard and directly entered the car.

His position did not allow him to make even the slightest mistake. Similarly, he would not tolerate even the slightest mistake from his subordinates.

The car drove towards the villa in Agaphen City.

The driver was driving in the front while Tremaine was sitting in the back seat with his eyes shut.

In the past two days, there had been endless plots and schemes going around, and he was exhausted.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Tremaine answered the call.

It was a call from Madam Quartley.

"Tremaine, are you still busy?" Madam Quartley asked.

"I'm on the way back," Tremaine said.

Hearing that Tremaine was not busy, Madam Quartley began to cut to the chase. "Tremaine, I think you and Yesseca are quite suitable. You haven't liked any women for so many years, and you do need someone by your side. In the future, if you get to that position, you must have a wife."

Madam Quartley knew that the election was up soon, and Tremaine had a huge chance of winning it.

Madam Quartley was worried the fact that Tremaine remained single for years would attract critics and attacks from others. That was why she was in such a hurry to get Tremaine and Yesseca together.

Although Yesseca's family background was far inferior to the Quartley's, Montez liked her. Madam Quartley loved her great-grandson, so she couldn't care much about the others.

Tremaine frowned for a bit.

Over the years, Madam Quartley had brought up the topic of getting him married many times. Tremaine brushed it off every single time, including this time.

"Grandma, let's talk about it next time," Tremaine said faintly.

Madam Quartley sighed, "How can we talk about it next time? Tremaine, even if you don't think for yourself, you should also think for your son. Your son needs a mother, and it would not be good for him to grow up without a mother by his side. Montez likes Yesseca a lot, and I think that she's quite a lovable child. How about you try it out with her?"

Tremaine's brows scrunched together.

Yesseca had only been in the Quartley family for a short period, and Madam Quartley had probably never met her before. Now, she was speaking up for Yesseca, even supporting him to be with her.

If it weren't for the fact that Madam Quartley wanted him to get married desperately, it would mean that this seemingly innocent girl was too scheming.

Tremaine remembered that he was just taking a nap on the sofa that day.

He wasn't sleeping and was only closing his eyes. He didn't expect that Yesseca would come over with a blanket.

At that time, he subconsciously grabbed onto Yesseca's wrist.