His Domineering Lover

Chapter 238

After Tracey finished handling her stuff, she turned off the computer and stretched a bit.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, let's go." Tracey took her jacket and the Blue Mountain coffee she specially prepared for Eric.

Carl saw the coffee in her hand. "It seems that you reserched him in advance." "Of course. No matter what the result is, it worth a shot." Tracey smiled.

"There are not many women are working as hard as you now." Carl pushed up his glasses.

"Different people would have different choices." Tracey walked ahead and said.

"By the way, where do we meet? I have to come back for the interview in the afternoon."

"Collier Cafe. Don’t worry, there’s much time." They came to the underground parking lot.

Carl's car was an Audi A8. It was priced only around a million yuan and it could not compare with the car that Tracey took every day.

According to Carl's position, he can definitely afford this car. However, in terms of Edgar’s ability to give Carmen fifty million yuan, his family is rich and he could be supportive to buy a more expensive car. Therefore, Carl was not a vain man.

Tracey took the back seat. Generally speaking, only the person in close relationship would sit in the front next to the driver.

"Sit in front, we can chat." Carl said.

"Oh."

Tracey put her jacket on the back seat and sat in the passenger seat. Carl started the car.

Tracey was curious, since Carl and Eric were old friends, this order should have nothing to do with her. Then why did Eric still agree to have this coffee chat?

Along the way, Carl did not talk a lot. Tracey didn't sleep well last night and worked the whole morning. Now she fell asleep.

Seeing her sweet sleeping face, Carl smiled.

He parked the car on the side of the road and sent a text message to Eric. The soft wind came through the window.

The sunlight shed in. Tracey's skin looked white and shining.

She only wore light makeup, her lips were full of gloss and also shining.

Her thick and curly eyelash were like those on the doll, with the tall nose and delicate face outline, she looked so attractive.

She was pretty. Unlike those plastic beauties who shared similar looks.

She was just like the sleeping beauty. Carl was hard to look away from her.

Especially her lips. So thin and so pretty, they lured Carl silently. For a few times, Carl wanted to approach them. But he did not do so for fearing woke her up.

A while later, Tracey was awake. She opened her eyes, glancing in the car. Carl was not here, but he put her blazer on Tracey's body.

"Did he go to the appointment on his own?" Tracey thought. Then he saw Carl was not far from the car.

She found that Carl was comforting a crying little girl.

He was holding a bunch of strawberry candied haws that he had just bought. "HI give you candies. Don’t cry, okay?"

The little girl sobbed and said, "Thank you, sir."

Carl patted her and removed the dust. "Have you been bullied?"

"Sir, my classmates always say that I’m a wild kid without mother."

"Next time you should hit them back." Tracey's voice sounded.

Carl was squatting on the ground, He looked up at Tracey, who was standing up high. She was like a queen.

The little girl rubbed her eyes and said, "But I am too weak."

"Because you are too weak, so everyone steps on you. As long as you become strong, you will not be bullied."

The little girl nodded thoughtfully. "Thank you. I know what to do."

As she spoke, the little girl ran away with candied haws in her hands. Tracey looked at her watch and said, "I slept for an hour just now. Why don't you wake me up?"

"I just received a call from Eric. He has an appointment at this time, so our appointment has been cancelled." "Canceled?" Tracey frowned slightly.

"Yes, I heard that he was going to receive an important guest from America." Carl explained.

"It’s an hour left for the lunch break. Let's have lunch somewhere." Tracey had a strong sense of time.

"I know there is a good western restaurant nearby. You may like it."

"Is it far away?"

"Don't worry. I won't delay your work." Carl pointed to the place not far away. "It's right there."

"All right then."

They walked there, and it only took them a few minutes. As long as they were almost arrived, Tracey saw two people.

She saw that Sean was kneeling on the ground to Rachel. Rachel looked surprised. She probably had never dreamed that Sean would propose to her.

Although they were engaged, Sean had never proposed to her all the time. Especially in the morning, they had a fierce quarrel.

"Rachel, will you marry me?"

The beautiful rose gave off a dazzling luster in the sun, with a ring embedded in.

Rachel was so excited that her face was covered with tears. "I do."

The people around kept cheering. Some of them whistled, some took pictures and uploaded them to the Internet. Of course, the media who caught such a valuable scene would be happy to death.

With tears in her eyes, Rachel saw Tracey. The smile on Rachel’ s mouth became bigger and she provocatively smiled at Tracey.

Sean also saw Tracey. At that moment, his face was a little unnatural, but Tracey had already looked away. "Let's go." This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Carl knew the relationship between them. He looked at Tracey carefully and didn't see any emotion on her face.

Neither of them mentioned what had happened just now. Tracey was having the food that Carl ordered for her.

"The taste is good. It's also very authentic." She praised it a lot.

"The dessert is better."

They didn't talk about the business but talked about the life in America. Coincidentally, they were in the same university.

But Carl attended this school a few years earlier than Tracey. "Do you still remember the lake outside the school?"

"Of course, I do. As soon as I entered the university, I was warned that every year there would be a couple die inside, and I shall not get too close.

At that time, I thought it was funny. Anyway, I was single, it would not be me to die in this lake. I often read books by the lake."

"You are really bold. I used to like that lake so much. If I were the same age as you, we may become classmates."

"It doesn't matter. Alumni is great too." Perhaps it was because they had a common topic, Tracey was chatting happily.

"You’ll graduate next year, won’t you?"

"Yes."

"I'll attend your commencement then."