His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 242

At 4:00, Tracey finally interviewed all candidates. She took her jacket and said, "Please announce the results to them, I am busy with something else, I am leaving now."

"Okay, go ahead. Leave this to us."

Tracey was about to call Adam and asked what did he like to eat for dinner, she was ready to buy the food material. Within just a few steps going out, she saw Carl.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"I left a little ahead of time. Are you looking for me?" His office was not in this building and where he was heading for was the interviewing room.

"Yes, I'm going to inform you that Eric has changed our appointment to this evening. Are you busy with something? He especially makes time for this, if you miss it, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to make another appointment with him.”

Carl said looked a little embarrassed. Tracey stared at him seriously. "You and I should be competitors. Are you seriously helping me?"

She did not believe that Carl would really help her. Besides, he was the son of Edgar, and Edgar was driven out because of Tracey.

As Edgar's son, how could he not blame Tracey? Now they are facing the competition for the vice president. In Tracey's mind, he was impossible to

help sincerely.

Carl was calm and said, "Miss Xia, I didn't help you. I was just trying to inform you of the message from Eric. It’s up to you."

Tracey bit her lips. On one side, Adam was injured at home. She wanted to take care of him.

On the other side, she did care about her work and it was Eric who asked her out proactively.

Just as Carl said, if she missed this opportunity, she might not have another chance. If she was determined to give the order to Carl, she could give up on tonight's appointment.

Since Eric did not make his decision, Tracey still had a chance to win this order. Tracey was not a person who gave up easily.

She bit her lips and hesitated. "It seems that your stuff is quite important. Then I will tell Eric that you can't go." Carl said.

"No, I can go." Tracey decided. She could explain and make up for Adam, but there might be only one chance to meet Eric.

Carl smiled. "Okay, then I'll reply to him."

"Tell me when and where. I'll come later." Tracey estimated the time, there was still some time before dinner, she could go home first.

"6:30 p.m., Phoenix Trumpet Restaurant."

"Okay, please tell Mr. Luo that I'll be there on time." After Tracey finished speaking, she left in a hurry.

Adam had returned home for a long time. He even changed into pajamas deliberately, pretending that

he had never been out.

Tracey called Jane and asked her to buy food materials. Tracey went back to the villa, seeing Adam was sitting on a hanging chair in the courtyard reading a book.

He sat there casually, looked like a famous model. His fingers are slim and white, like those a pianist had.

His hair fluttered in the wind and the coldness of him all gone. Tracey looked at him, as if the boy in white shirt of many years ago was back.