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All Too Late novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Plan By Samuel

Tracy stared at the man who fell next to her feet in shock.

What’s going on?

She knew she could not afford to offend Samuel, as he was not just an ordinary businessman.

“Mr. Macari, I’m sorry if my man offended you.” Obviously, Tracy was still aware of who called the shots in Jadeborough.

Besides, she did not want to mess with someone like Samuel.

Tracy shot the man at her feet a cold stare. “How useless! Apologize to Mr. Macari right now.”

“Mr. Macari, I’m sorry,” said the man, his face bruised and battered.

Samuel scoffed. His handsome face was overshadowed by a sense of aloofness. “I can tell that your man doesn’t know the rules. Go back and remind him to run away whenever he hears my name in the future.”

Tracy’s face fell.

Pfff!

Samuel heard Kathleen’s laughter through the earphones.

His lips curled into a subtle smile.

This woman! Come to think about it. I’ve never brought Kathleen out to look around. I didn’t even introduce her to my friends and allowed her to get exposed to the outside world.

Diana was right.

He had to be patient with Kathleen.

Despite the fact he had the upper hand compared to the others, it would be over for him if he were to make a mistake.

However, he would never ever allow himself to end up in that state.

Tracy had no idea why Samuel was smiling.

All she knew was that the cool, good-looking man before her looked exceptionally charming when he smiled, even though it was just a faint smile.

A thought flashed across Tracy’s mind. His charm is truly out of this world.

The smile on Samuel’s face faded, and he flashed Tracy a cold look. “Who are you looking for?”

“I’m looking for a woman,” came Tracy’s reply.

“Woman? Who is it?” Samuel responded indifferently.

Tracy hesitated for a moment.

Samuel sneered, “Tracy, to be frank with you, I invested in this place too. Since you’ve caused a ruckus at my turf, don’t you think I deserve an explanation from you?”

Pursing her lips, Tracy replied, “Her name is Wendy Locke. She was working as a housekeeper at my home a few days ago, but she…”

“What did she do?” Samuel’s expression turned frosty.

“She seduced my husband. Just because she is quite pretty, she actually seduced my husband. I’ll never let her off!” Tracy fumed.

Looking unfazed, Samuel cast his gaze upon her.

A sense of guilt filled Tracy’s eyes.

Right then, two bodyguards came out, holding a woman.

The woman’s hair was disheveled. She was wearing an emerald green gown and had a curvy figure.

One could still see how beautiful she was even though she looked like a mess at that moment.

“Wendy Locke, you’re such a sl*t!” Tracy strode forward wrathfully and slapped Wendy on the face.

Wendy looked up, and there was a stain of blood on the corner of her lips. “You’re the sl*t!”

Burning in rage, Tracy lifted her hand and threw another slap across Wendy’s cheek.

Wendy sneered, “You only know how to lay your hand on a woman. Why don’t you beat your husband up instead?”

“What’s wrong with my husband? He’s a nice man!” Tracy glared at Wendy, enraged.

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