Tracey's POV"Sir, Madam, I'm afraid that our place is temporarily closed this afternoon," the waitress said awkwardly while pointing at some people coming out of a car. "Someone has booked our venue for a birthday party."Lucas frowned and looked around.I smiled at the waitress and said, "Well, in that case, we'll find another waffle h... Where are you going, Lucas?"Lucas didn't seem to hear me. He walked straight to the birthday boy's father and said, "Happy birthday!"He took a pause and read the name on the balloons, "Nicolas, is that your son's name?"The birthday boy's father, a man in a tramp hat, nodded his head.Lucas said, "Great. Today is your lucky day. Go to the Park Lane Hotel and throw your son a proper birthday party. Order whatever you like in the restaurant and tell them to keep it on Lucas Plarre's tab.""Are you a joker or something? You'd better tell me the joke right now because what you've said isn't funny." The tramp hat man looked offended.The wife standing
Tracey's POVI took a few steps back in a panic.This was wrong. The rush of adrenaline in my body was nothing but physical.It's just an infatuation and I can definitely overcome it.Or...Can I?My ex-husband looks so damn hot in his sleek suit.He looked like Alan Delone in his prime time.While I was his wife, my daily struggle involved waking up and telling myself to love him less today.And now, this.He was flirting with me while my son was playing around.I had to lower my head to avoid eye contact with him.I've got too much stuff on my plate - my father's mysterious death to start with, as well as my control freak uncle.Making things complicated with him isn't the wise thing to do.Plus, I still wasn't ready to forgive him for calling Laura's name in his dream.I took a deep breath."What's going on with Nathan? He didn't look so happy when we got into the restaurant. Did I do something wrong?" he asked.I raised my eyebrows and said, "I don't know, Lucas. Maybe it's becaus
Tracey's POV"Do you think these papers are real?" I asked Darren over breakfast. "If they were real, Lucas would have been in great trouble," Darren took a sip of orange juice and said.Nathan walked out of his room with a haystack hairstyle and dark circles around his eyes. Then, took a plate of toast and a glass of milk with a deadpan face and walked back into his room without talking to anyone. "What happened to Nathan?""He sneaked out of school and that's why he's grounded," I said.Darren chuckled and said, "Mentally, he's already an adolescent. I wouldn't be surprised if he got on a bike and hit on girls soon." "Well, you used to do that all the time and you turned out to be fine," I said.Darren chuckled again. "So, what are you going to do with those papers?" he asked. "I'm not going to do anything about it," I said. "I guess I'll have to temporarily keep them in case they send another master thief to Lucas' office.""You do know that you're risking your own life to pro
Tracey's POVHaving checked on my father, I walked to the living room and had a cup of tea with Cecile.My father remained sedated. He couldn't recognize me."Rumor has it that you were gone for five years. After your father passed away, you came back to claim his inheritance. I argue with people who say that every time I hear this kind of bullshit. I know who you are, Tracey. You're the only honest and innocent one in this family."Cecile put down the teacup in her hand and said indignantly.But I knew these rumors were highly likely spread by Cecile herself."I don't have any ambitions," I said. "I just want to know why everyone keeps telling me that my father was dead, even though he's still alive."The old butler replied, "Old Master got into a bad car accident a few months ago. The driver has never been found. This accident looked like a professional killer's job. We're afraid that your father's life is in danger, so we have to spread the rumors and tell everyone that he's dead.
Tracey's POVLucas waved his hand slightly to stop his bodyguards.It seemed that he wanted to fight this fair and square.But how could he? Darren served in Navy SEALs before, whereas Lucas was nothing but a filthy rich kid growing up in boarding school.There's no way for Lucas to get out of this fight unharmed.As I thought my ex-husband was about to say something to calm Darren down...Well, he did completely the opposite -"I've heard something about you," He wiped his hand with a handkerchief and threw it on the floor. "You've served in the army before. Tell me something, Swanson, is the rumor sure? Did they ask you to pick up soaps every time you were in the shower because you used to give it up to them so sweetly..."Lucas didn't finish his provoking speech, because Darren had already swung his fist at Lucas' head.Lucas swiftly dodged Darren's punch and moved to the other side.But Darren didn't want to give him a break. He started moving with a rhythm that was both terrifyin
Tracey's POV"Where are you right now? Larry called and he said you didn't show up for your meeting! What happened?!" My uncle roared at the other end of the line.Larry? My mind raced fast. Oh, shit. I completely forgot that I had a meeting with Larry Schmit, our potential investor.My uncle didn't get an answer from me, so he continued, "Now Larry refuses to have another meeting with you because he thought you were playing with him.""I'll call him right now," I said and hung up on him as I got into the helicopter.Lucas helped me to put on the safety belt.I asked, "Is there any chance that you know a guy named Larry Schmit?""I might know him. What's going on?" Lucas said without looking at me. He was still busy tying me up with belts."I need to get him to sign a contract," I replied.Lucas took a glance at me and said, "Your uncle seems to want to use you as an Ace card in his pocket. He can't just keep sending you to assholes and expect you to get things done.""It's none of yo
Lucas' POVWhat the fuck did she say?Did she say that she would like to go upstairs with that fucking idiot Larry Schmuck?Did she really mean it? Can't she see that that old pervert drooling all over the place because of her?!"...So, Sir, I do recommend using this Titleist’s TSR3 driver. It's the most used by the top 100 PGA Tour pros..."The caddie kept speaking but my head was buzzing.And then, I saw Tracey walking into the Hotel&Spa with Larry Schmit following her like a big fat minion.What the hell?!"You know what? I'll take them all. Charge 10% more for your tip."The caddie looked surprised by my sudden explosion of generosity."Thank you very much, Sir..."I walked straight into the Hotel&Spa, but I didn't see Tracey anywhere.Where the fuck did she go?!I grabbed the doorman and asked anxiously, "Did you see a tall, hot blonde girl walking inside with a fat middle-aged man?"The doorman had a mysterious smirk on his face -"Sir, I'm afraid you'll have to narrow it down a
Tracey's POV"Miss Stewart, we've got a problem..." My assistant Jill placed a piece of paper on the table.I picked it up.It was an invitation to bid from R&E LLC, the most influential investment company in the entire country."This is good news. We should prepare for it," I said."There's an introductory session tonight. Everyone has the invitation except for us." Jill replied."Did you call their R&E's PR team to verify this situation?" I frowned.Jill nodded and said, "Yeah... But they told me that they were told not to send us an invitation. I'm so confused right now. This has never happened before."I frowned. People in the most prestigious company deliberately ignored me for an open bidding.This is an absolute nightmare.I don't remember that I have offended anyone from R&E.There must be some misunderstanding.I picked up my phone and dialed the number of Alice Kutcher.She used to be one of my loyal minions in college and she works for R&E now."Oh mine, Tracey?! Is that re