"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.
When Qiana knocked on the door, henna was the one who opened it.
Lenna was the mayor's wife.
She had a head full of curly hair which was the fashion right now. Her hair was tightly packed up in curlers and she had silk pajamas on.
When she saw that it was Qiana, a look of disdain flashed across her eyes.
She wasn't jealous of her daughter that her husband had with another women, she simply looked down on her.
A country bumpkin.
That was what Lenna thought of her.
This country bumpkin even had a very cheesy name, Lavender.
It was such 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 Lenna.
She responded contemptuously, "Come inside,"
Qiana walked inside.
The Lanes family lived in the city centre. They lived in a duplex that was over 300 square meters large and was decorated luxuriously.
In Qiana's point of view, this place looked like a palace.
However, this was no longer the case.
Because Qiana had bigger plans in mind.
Tremaine's home was much bigger and even more luxurious than Wesley's. Compared to Tremaine's villa, this place looked like a shack.
Lenna went into the study to inform Wesley.
"Your daughter's here to see you," Lenna said this 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. She's useful to me,"
Lenna snorted heavily.
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