Yesseca gulped and said, "Preslie... President, president..."
She kept muttering the word president over and over again.
Preslie was very confused.
She thought she figured out what Yesseca was trying to say. "Yesseca, are you saying that the president's coming to our shopping mall? That's impossible. We might not be half bad, but it's definitely not good enough for the president."
Yesseca waved her hands. "That's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?" Preslie asked.
Yesseca took a deep breath. "Preslie, imagine if someone you've known for a very long time was suddenly revealed to be the president, how would you feel?"
She was finally able to speak.
Preslie was quiet for a moment.
She then said, "That's just a fantasy. How could someone like us be friends with the president? We sell clothes in a mall. If all of us can be friends with the president, then he wouldn't be the president."
Yesseca's eyelashes trembled violently.
Her thoughts exactly!
Yet there was no denying that Tremaine really was the president.
Selina would not lie to her!
"Then again, you have a rich and handsome boyfriend, right? Maybe you'll be able to meet the president one day, thanks to him. Either way, it's impossible for people like us to meet the president," Preslie continued.
"I'm not talking about the president of our country," Yesseca muttered. "He's the president of another country."
Preslie laughed. "What difference does that make? They are both presidents of their own countries, both are equally out of our reach. But..." Preslie then looked at Yesseca. "What's wrong with you today? Why do you keep talking about the president?"
Yesseca opened her mouth.
She wanted to tell Preslie that Tremaine was the president of Nashaland.
Preslie was her good friend, after all. She had nothing to hide from her.
She just was not sure whether Preslie would
believe her.
On top of that, her mind was a mess at the moment. She was unable to sort herself out at the moment, let alone telling someone else about it.
Considering this, Yesseca decided not to tell her.
She felt it best to keep it to herself for the time being.
Yesseca looked at her and said, "Preslie, could you go back to your counter for now? I'm kind of in a mess right now. I need to be alone."
Preslie was quiet.
This was the first time Yesseca had ever told her that she was not in the mood to chat and even asked her to leave.
Preslie felt like there was definitely something going on with Yesseca.
However, since Yesseca had said so, Preslie could only put aside all her questions. She took out some chocolates from her pocket. "I'll get going, then. I'll come to see you later. Oh, someone gave me these chocolates. They're pretty tasty."
Yesseca nodded.
Once Preslie had left, Yesseca's gaze fell on the chocolates.
She suddenly remembered the chocolates that Tremaine had given to her the other night.
Would the president of a country personally travel all the way just to visit her and give her chocolates?
It was not likely.
He was the president. How could he do things that a regular man would do?
Yesseca buried her head in her hands.
Goodness! Her mind was in such a mess, it felt like it was going to explode.
Selina called Matthew.
She told Matthew that Tremaine had ulterior motives.
She also added that he had lied to Yesseca and told her that he was the personal bodyguard of the president of Nashaland.
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