My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



Yesseca believed his explanation at first, but she quickly realized something about it.

Were the administrative personnel generally women?

Soon, she thought of a possibility.

She called Selina.

She thought Selina secretly sent someone to clear out their daily stocks.

Her reasoning to think so? Well, she hid that she was opening a new store from Selina. Selina had not been of help. And so she came up with this idea.

However, Selina denied it when Yesseca called her.

She laughed, "What are you saying? I didn't send anyone to buy anything from your store. It must be because everything you sell is delicious, so people flock to your store every day."

This call dispelled Yesseca's doubts about Selina.

If it really was Selina, Selina wouldn't deny it.

The next day, the customer who always came to buy out their stocks came again. Yesseca was more vigilant. After he left, she said she had something to do and asked Preslie to watch the store. Then, she followed the customer out.

As she followed the customer, she saw him getting onto a taxi.

Yesseca called for a taxi quickly and asked the driver to follow the other taxi.

Who would have known that the taxi was headed to Nashaland!

She was startled.

Only then did she notice the license plate number.

It was from Nashaland.

In an instant, she was overwhelmed with shock.

She asked the driver to turn back to the store.

When she left Nashaland, she told Tremaine she would never set foot there again.

When Yesseca arrived at the store, Preslie was ready to close the store.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

They had sold out everything already.

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Just then, a few customers arrived Seeing the empty shelving, they couldn't help complaining, "It's sold out again? And we came so early this time!"

Preslie smiled and tried to appease them, "We're sorry. The business has been really well and we sell out almost everything before noon."

The customer muttered, "Well, many others have good business too, but I have never seen anything like this."

After the customer left, Preslie finally noticed Yesseca.

She walked over with joy on her

face. "Where did you go? Just now, a

customer came by and complained that we sold out too fast. Can you believe that we're doing so well?"

The smile on her face was full of pride.

After all, no one would complain about good business.

Yesseca didn't say anything.

She lowered her head and bit her lips.

Preslie was speechless.

She could tell that something was wrong with Yesseca. "What's wrong with you? Did you lose your soul after going out?"

Yesseca took a deep breath before saying, "I've followed the customer who comes to our shop every day to buy pastries and desserts." Preslie said nothing for a moment.

She asked in surprise, "Why did you do that?"

Yesseca didn't answer. Instead, she

said, "After he bought them, he got

into a car that was headed to Nashaland. Even the car plate

number was Nashaland's.

"Well, we can have customers from Nashaland. They like our food..." Just then, Preslie paused.

Something was wrong.

No matter how much a Nashaland citizen liked their products, they would not come so often and buy so many items at once.

"Do you mean..." Preslie looked at Yesseca gingerly.