My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1821

"Then, who is he?" asked Preslie.

Yesseca licked her dry lips. "You'd better prepare yourself."

Preslie placed her hands on her chest and replied, "Yesseca, when I came here yesterday, I noticed how luxurious everything was. I was curious. Is he some kind of high ranking official in Nashaland?"

Yesseca shook her head and said, "He is the president of Nashaland,"

Thud!

Preslie fell onto the floor.

Yesseca was shocked.

She quickly helped Preslie to her feet, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Preslie, get up."

Preslie felt as though all her energy had been drained. She could only get up because Yesseca helped her.

Her mind was a mess.

Everything was a mess.

She thought Tremaine was a high ranking official, but she did not expect him to be the president of Nashaland.

The president!

What could this mean?

That meant that he would have been a king in ancient times.

Preslie shivered.

She remembered the last time she rushed at Tremaine with a mop...

Preslie held onto Yesseca. She sounded worried, "Yesseca, I ran at him with a mop. Will he kill me? Will he throw me in jail?"

Preslie was too flustered and nervous to form a coherent sentence, but Yesseca understood what she meant.

She comforted Preslie immediately, "Don't worry, he didn't take it to heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged a job for you here. Don't think too much about it,"

Preslie stood there in silence.

With the help of Yesseca's reassurance, Preslie calmed down. She was starting to believe that Tremaine may not hold the past against her.

However, her heart was still beating fast.

The Simpson family had always been a family of commoners. She never would have thought she would come in contact with a president, let alone enter his house.

Preslie was completely taken aback.

After a while, she suddenly turned to look at Yesseca again. She looked at her from head to toe, as if her gaze was going to pierce through Yesseca.

Yesseca was scared.

She said, "Preslie, what's wrong?"

Preslie said in all seriousness, "Yesseca, you've been chosen by the president. You're a woman chosen by God. And I'm friends with you. That means God has treated me well,"

She always felt like God was unfair to her, but for once she could say that she was being treated right.

The president's woman!

And she, a commoner, was friends with her!

She would not have had the right to speak to her otherwise!

Preslie was the best friend of the president's woman!

In that instance, her heart was filled with joy.

Yesseca did not say anything.

She was rendered completely helpless by Preslie's reaction.

A woman chosen by God?