His Domineering Lover

Chapter 13

The driver quickly braked, but after he rushed off the car, Tracey was not there.

"Tracey!" He just stood in the place where Tracey was and saw a woman in a white dress in front of him.

"Tracey, you're back!" He rushed to that girl and grabbed her shoulder.

"Are you out of mind?" The woman turned around and looked at him with a strange face.

"I'm sorry. I got the wrong person." Sean turned around with a sorrow face.

Maybe it was because of the dream he had last night, he hadn't been sober until now, so he made a mistake.

At the moment he turned around, a figure in white dress slowly walked out from the back of a marble column.

Her hair and dress waved in the wind, her face was peaceful but cold.

A Maybach stopped in front of her. "Good morning, Miss." Mark smiled and said to her.

Tracey smiled too. "Morning. You're quite punctual." She said. She checked the time, it was exactly seven o'clock.

This was the time they appointed yesterday. Apart from the president of a company, Tracey's other title was a senior student.

As an exchange student in A City, she must go to the school to enroll today.

Mark was happy to have Tracey's compliment. "It's not a big deal, my responsibility. I heard that you hate others being late." He said shyly.

"That's right. I hate being late and...cheating." She added.

The last word was in a low voice. Mark still enjoyed her compliment and did not hear it.

"By the way, President Xia, I have got everything you need prepared. What do you want to have for breakfast?" Mark asked.

"President Xiao had specially told me to take care of your daily meals. Because you have stomach problems, each meal should be on time." Mark said.

"Steve must be the one who knows me best in the world." Tracey thought.

"Anything's good." She said.

"It's still early. President Xiao said that light food is good for your stomach. I know a porridge shop. Let's go there to have breakfast." Mark suggested.

"Alright." Tracey was still playing with her phone.

She was looking at the photos of her and Sean Sheng, he looked like a sleeping prince.

He was still as elegant as he used to be, he just looked more mature.

"Rachel Nan's parents must have seen this picture." She smiled and thought that a big show was about to begin.

She dialed the Chief editor's number and the phone was quickly connected. He was not sleepy this time but very energetic.

"Miss, the photos were awesome!" The editor was excited.

"Are articles ready?" Tracey asked.

"Absolutely. And I've already contacted several media, they'll release it as soon as possible."

"By the way, Miss, since you provided me with such good news, what reward you want?" The editor asked.

He was in a good accomplishment. He knew that he should pay for what he wanted.

"The reward I want..." Tracey paused for a moment, "...is Sean Sheng's reputation all ruined."

"No problem, Miss, I'll take care of it. He will lose his public image right after the news released." The editor said.

"He was so good at disguising himself, and even fooled me! If not have seen these photos I wouldn't have known that he was such a kind of person..." The editor continued. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The editor was still talking, but Tracey's mind had gone far away.