Chapter 1568
He was really a hard nut to crack!
Qiana was just about to think of something that could get Tremaine to speak to her when another figure suddenly appeared from behind him.
"Montez!"
Her crisp and sweet voice sounded like a copper bell, it reminded people of the taste of ice cream on a hot summer's day.
Qiana looked at her.
It was a very lovely girl with white skin and large eyes. She looked very young.
She was wearing a dress that didn't reveal her figure, just like a pure-hearted high school student.
"Yesseca!" Montez was very excited to see her.
He threw himself into her arms. "Yesseca, you're here to pick me up!"
Qiana was even more surprised to see this.
This was the first time she'd ever seen Montez so excited to see anyone.
She had spent a lot of time and took a lot of effort to get on Montez's good side.
"Montez, who is this?" Qiana asked.
Montez introduced Yesseca excitedly, "Miss Lanes, this is Yesseca. This is her." Montez's face turned red. "She is my favorite person." Yesseca was amused to hear this.
She smiled brightly, just like the sun in summer.
"Hello, I am Montez's teacher, Qiana." Qiana stretched out her hand towards Yesseca.
Yesseca shook her hand and smiled. "Hello."
Qiana looked into her eyes.
She had a pair of beautiful and very clear eyes.
Qiana guessed that this was the girl that Madam Quarterly had mentioned before.
Qiana was relieved because this girl seemed easy to talk to.
Her eyes were very clear.
She wasn't the type of woman who'd scheme.
"Miss Lanes, Daddy, Yesseca, and I are leaving now. Goodbye!" Montez bade farewell to his teacher.
A gentle smile appeared on Qiana's face. "Goodbye."
When the three of them had walked out of view, the gentle smile on Qiana's face instantly dropped.
Yesseca.
Was this woman her rival?
Qiana kept her thoughts suppressed.
Tremaine wasn't easy to approach, and her plan wasn't going smoothly. She shouldn't get anxious but take things one step at a time.
Yesseca wanted to take Tremaine to a hotel for dinner.
To do this, she had saved up a month's worth of wages.
She knew that Tremaine wasn't a regular person, so she couldn't take such a man to just any ordinary place.
Tremaine however, didn't want to go to a hotel.
He was going to Yesseca's apartment.
"You'll cook for me." Tremaine cast a meaningful look at Yesseca.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
Montez followed along and cheered, "Yes, yes, Yesseca will cook for Daddy and me."
Yesseca was speechless.
It wouldn't be a big deal for her to cook dinner, but she wasn't prepared.
"Let's just eat at a hotel," Yessica suggested.
"No." Tremaine replied coldly.
Montez parroted his father and also said, "No." "But I don't have any ingredients at my place, and I don't have anything to serve you two."
Tremaine looked ahead.
They could see a shopping mall nearby.
"Well buy some at that supermarket," Tremaine said.
Yesseca felt even more bewildered. "It's already after five. You'll have to wait a while for the food to be prepared."
"It's fine. I'll wait."
"It's fine if you wait. But Montez is a child. You can't keep him hungry."
"It's okay. I'll wait for you, too." Montez replied right away.
Yesseca didn't know what to say.
Both father and son were on the same side.
Since the both of them were so strongly insisted, Yesseca had to agree.
Anyway, she did invite both the father and son to dinner.
Tremaine drove the car to the shopping mall and then the three of them stepped in together.
Montez held Yesseca's hand while Tremaine walked beside her.
She had attracted the attention of countless people along the way. All of them whispered among themselves.
"Wow, that is a very handsome boy. Is he a child actor? Isn't he adorable?"
"That man is so handsome. Goodness, I've never seen such a handsome man before."
"That man looks so familiar. I think I've seen him before, but I don't quite remember. He seems to be very powerful."
"Sure he is If you had so much
power, you wouldn't be caught dead
in a supermarket. But he's really handsome though. He's much better looking than some celebrities."
"They are such a lovely couple. That woman is so lucky. Is she the mother?"
"I don't think so. She looks like a kid herself."
Yesseca was speechless.
She made a mental note that she shouldn't go to the supermarket with Tremaine and Montez next time.
All they ever said was how good-looking Tremaine was, and how cute Montez was as well. But, none of them said she was good looking at all!
All they ever said was how lucky she was to be in their company. She wondered just how lucky she actually was...
Yesseca sighed in her heart.
Sigh.
In truth, her looks were not that bad.
Even so, when she stood next to them, she looked like their maid.
Tremaine and Montez didn't go to the supermarket often, much less to buy vegetables. They looked very lost.
Yesseca picked out some vegetables as she explained which of them were fresh, what kind of meat was good to eat, and what kind of dishes you could prepare with them.
Tremaine looked indifferent, but Montez was stunned.
He looked at Yesseca with adoration in his eyes. "Yesseca, you're amazing. I never knew you were so knowledgeable and creative."
Yesseca felt embarrassed. "This isn't anything special, it's all common sense."
A cold voice then asked, "Are you saying, we don't have common sense?"
Yesseca didn't know how to respond.
Tremaine and his sharp wit.
Montez was fond of witty remarks as well.
He widened his cute, dark eyes. "Daddy isn't being mean to you Yesseca! He's just stating a fact. We, father and son don't understand common
sense!"
Tremaine couldn't say anything.
"Pfft..."
Yesseca couldn't stop herself from laughing.
She laughed so hard that she bared her white teeth.
Tremaine's eyes suddenly lit up.
He held his breath.
In order to feed both the father and son a hearty meal, Yesseca bought a lot of vegetables. At first, she got herself an empty shopping cart and pushed it along easily. After paying the bill, she realized it was a lot heavier now and couldn't push it easily.
They couldn't go down the elevator
with the shopping cart, and the car was parked in the underground garage, which meant that they had to carry everything down to the underground garage.
Yesseca waved Montez over.
She lowered her voice and said, "Montez, I can't carry all these things by myself. Please ask your dad to help me bring them down."
It wasn't that she didn't want to say it herself, but Tremaine's cold gaze looked as though he would reject her outright.
So she asked Montez for help.
Maybe Tremaine would put up with it for his son's sake.
However, Montez waved her hand at her. "No, Yesseca. My dad definitely won't do it."