My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Hearing this, Natalie frowned.

Cecilia was born to a noble family. Even she knew she had to be kind to the servants. Let alone a commoner like her.

Cecilia raised her son and daughter well and taught them about equality. She taught them not to abuse their power because they were wealthy. Natalie looked at Angelica.

Only then did she realize that Angelica had begun to look down on others at a young age.

Natalie said to Cecilia, "Mom, I will take to Selina about this. I'll tell her to educate Angelica and not dote on her blindly."

Cecilia nodded.

She said, "I'll leave it to you. I'm too old, and Selina won't' necessarily listen to me. You two are about the same age. She will surely listen to you."

Yesseca looked at Angelica, who was making a wish for her birthday in front of the giant birthday cake, smiling.

Selina was blessed with such a beautiful daughter.

Both of Selina's children were good-looking, just like Selina and Matthew.

Suddenly, Yesseca stopped breathing.

Somehow, she suddenly thought of Dory, who she saw that day.

When she found Dory, Dory was rummaging through the trash for food.

Angelica was a stark contrast to Dory.

Not all people had the same fate.

She came to this conclusion.

Dory should be the same age as Angelica, but her fate was completely different.

Angelica had parents who doted on her and was living like a princess.

As for Dory? Dory's family must be poor.

"Yesseca." Suddenly, Preslie's voice came. "What are you thinking about?"

She noticed that Yesseca was lost in thought.

Yesseca snapped back to reality.

She whispered, "I was thinking about Dory."

"Who is Dory?" Preslie didn't recall for a moment.

"The girl I brought to the store that day," Yesseca reminded. "The one we thought was abandoned by her parents, and we wanted to adopt her."

It was only then that Preslie realized.

She said, "Poor thing. She must come from an impoverished family, or her mother wouldn't have let her look for food in the ga

Yesseca nodded. "I think so too."

That was why she secretly stuffed a stack of money in Dory's pocket, hoping to help her.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the birthday party finally ended.

Yesseca and Preslie were also about to leave.

They knew that Selina must be very busy, so they didn't want to stay long.

Just as they were about to walk out of the villa, they heard Angelica's voice.

Angelica was making a phone call with her back to them.

"Myia, you can go now. Okay. Come to my house next time."

"I'm happy, of course! To have a

noble lady like you come to attent

my birthday is my honor. I don't

know why my mother let just anyone come to my birthday party!"

"Yeah, those two lowly women who run a bakery were here too. How dare they?!"

"I don't want them here either. I am Angelica Perry, after all. I only invite the upper-class people."

"Tell my mom? I can't. You don't know how important those bread-selling country bumpkins are to my mom! She'll get mad at me."