My Heart only Beats for You

A man like Tremaine would never look into a mirror, let alone force a smile in front of it.

Noel felt that something was off about him.

Madam Quartley got in front of Noel. With a straight face, she said, "Are you still not going to tellwho Montez's biological mother is?" "I..." Noel lowered his head.

She said angrily, "The election is imminent, and Tremaine doesn't have a wife by his side. He is being criticized for his sexual orientation. He must be under too much pressure that he did such a strange thing! If we can find her and reunite her with Montez and Tremaine, he wouldn't be this stressed." Then, she raised her voice even more. "Are you still not going to speak? Are you going to watch Tremaine lose his mind from being under too much pressure? Can you bear the responsibility when something happens?" Right then, she was shoving such a big responsibility towards him.

And his heart was trembling from her words.

He was under a lot of pressure from Madam Quartley questioning him about Montez' s biological mother, but he said nothing about it.

Seeing Tremaine's strange action, he felt like he was about to break down himself.

In a moment of panic, Noel blurted out, "Madam Quartley, Mr. Montez's biological mother is a woman named Qiana Lanes..." She was shocked to hear it.

The next day soon arrived.

Madam Quartley sent Montez to the kindergarten.

However, she did not leave immediately.

She hid in a dark corner around the kindergarten to observe Qiana.

Qiana was very gentle towards the children, and she seemed very concerned for Montez.

Something flashed across Madam Quartley's eyes.

She knew that Qiana had been paying a lot of attention to Montez since long ago.

At that time, she had thought that it was because Qiana had found out that Montez was from a noble family. However, it seemed like it was just her maternal instinct for her child. With that, she felt her heart filled with joy.

She was satisfied to know that Montez's biological mother was Qiana.

Because her impression of Qiana was particularly good.

Furthermore, Qiana was also a teacher at the kindergarten. It was quite a decent occupation.

The Quartley family was already wealthy. To have such a woman be married into the family would be a blessing. She could stay at hand support the family.

Suddenly, Qiana looked over in her direction.

It was too late for Madam Quartley to hide.

Qiana hurriedly over and said, "Madam Quartley, you're still here. Why didn't you tell me? You have been here for stime. Are you thirsty? I could get you a glass of water to drink." However, Madam Quartley shook her head. "I'm not." Qiana insisted and poured a glass of warm water for her.

Smiling at Qiana, Madam Quartley took the glass of water from her as she asked, "Miss Lanes, do you have a boyfriend?" Qiana was stunned for a moment before letting out a laugh. "I've been so busy with the children that I don't even have the tto get a boyfriend." After a pause, Qiana said somewhat embarrassedly, "Please don't laugh at me. I've never had a boyfriend before." Madam Quartley was delighted.

Noel had told her why Qiana had sold her ovum. Although she was not pleased with it, she let it go since Qiana was doing it to get even with her father. Seeing Qiana's gentle demeanor when educating the children, Madam Quartley could not help but forget her displeasure.

After all, no one was perfect and no one would not make mistakes.

Qiana's character was still good. She was willing to forgive Qiana's willful behavior since Qiana had been young and immature.

"That's great. Nothing is wrong with that," Madam Quartley said.

She pondered over whether she should be clear to Qiana.

She had to be careful and observe Qiana more.

After all, she had made a mistake before.

She, too, had felt that Yesseca was a fine lady, but she was wrong.

This time, she had to be more careful.

After a few more words, Madam Quartley left.

Looking at Madam Quartley's back, Qiana had a complex look on her face.

Madam Quartley was acting unusual that day.

First, she hid herself to observe her. Then she asked her whether did she had a boyfriend.

Moreover, the expression in Madam Quartley's eyes when she talked to her was not quite right. It looked like she had wanted to say more things to her but stopped. Qiana thought of a possibility.

Did Madam Quartley find out about it? Did Madam Quartley think she was Montez's biological mother? Qiana's pupils constricted.

It was for the best if that were to occur.

She could carry out her next move now.

With that, she returned to the classroom.

The children in the class were okaying with stacking blocks in groups of three. Only Montez was sitting at the table playing with an action figure alone.

Generally, children that age would not want to play with action figures.

Due to his higher IQ, Montez could play with more complex figures with no problem. He was having fun from the challenge of it right then. Qiana walked over to his side and caressed his head. "Montez, are you playing with the action figures?" He raised his head and smiled. "Miss Lanes." She took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket. "You like this brand of chocolate, don't you? I specially brought one today." His eyes lit up, and he put down the figure in his hand.

Naturally, food wasn't scarce in Montez's family. But because om Tremaine had been strict towards his upbringing, he was not allowed to have snacks like chocolate. He was excited when he saw it. He took the chocolate and said, "Thank you, Miss Lanes." After that, he tore it open and split it into halves. He handed half of it to her and said, "Miss Lanes, let's share it."

Qiana smiled warmly and said, "There's no need. I have a lot of m chocolate at home, and to full to I'm have more." Montez ate the two pieces of chocolate one by one. The milk chocolate had the sweet taste of milk and richness of the chocolate. He enjoyed it very much.

"Miss Lanes, you're the best," he said.

"Do you likethe most out of all the teaches?" she asked intentionally.

After sthoughts, he replied, "Miss Lanes, although I knew youn would be happysaying I like you the most, you're not my favorite person." She smiled even more gently as she said, "Montez is an honest child. Tell me, who is your favorite person?" "Yesseca!" he said without hesitation.

Her breathing froze.

She thought of the girl she saw last time.

The girl looked young, not even the age of twenty. She had a childish appearance, just like a college student. She had clear eyes that one could see her thoughts without difficulty.

"I see. So you like Yesseca the most," Qiana asked as if she didn't care, "Does your family like her too?" "She's very nice. Everyone must like her too," Montez said.

She caught something from his words.

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