Domineering Lover novel Chapter 180

Perhaps thinking that Tracey would not involve in, Ruth became more arrogant.

She didn't believe that there was nothing fishy about Tracey's admission by the company, especially how could she be a director at such an early age.

Ruth still remembered how was she admitted, then Tracey was highly probably admitted in a similar way, but by a stronger backer.

In Ruth's mind, she and Tracey were of a kind, so she would avoid provoking Tracey as much as possible in the future. As for other people, Ruth was going to treat them as her wish.

Setlla clenched her fingers again. She knew very well that Ruth had a vice president backing her up. If she continued to work here, she should never offend Ruth.

Even if she was screaming the unwillingness in her heart, what could she do? This was her life.

She did not counterattack at all. She only shook the food off her clothes and said with an apologetic look to Tracey, "Director, I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new _ _ II

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Tracey didn't expect her to be so tolerant as being bullied like this.

"Forget it. Everyone has his own fate." Tracey thought.

"Miss, here is your order." The canteen clerk didn't want to get involved in their dispute, so she quickly handed over Tracey's order.

"No need to apologize to me. You didn't do anything wrong." As soon as Tracey finished her words, she directly threw the tray she just took over from the clerk to Ruth.

A scream pierced through everybody's ears. Ruth's naked legs immediately became greasy.

"How...how dare you to pour the food on me?!" Ruth was so angry that her fingers kept trembling.

Setlla didn't expect that Tracey would do so. Tracey calmly said, "Sorry, my hands slipped."

Tracey's easy words drove Ruth crazy. "You b*tch, don't think you're awesome as a director. Who knew that you were f*cked by how many..."

She was so angry that she didn't realize what she was saying and many unpleasant words came out of her mouth. This time, before she could finish her words, Tracey quickly threw another tray on her face.

The people around were all stunned. They had seen so many times that patting birthday cakes on others' faces but never had seen faces were covered by food.

"It seems that you should take a deep cleaning for your mouth. Do you think the women in this world are all the same as you? It seems that you didn't learn anything from my lesson this morning."

Tracey's voice was cold and she gave off a strong aura. Setlla really admired her temperament at such a young age.

Ruth's face was full of oil. She wiped off the rice on her face, but the oil still covered her eyes, she was almost sick.

"Why don't you give me a napkin? Are you all dead?" She vented her anger on the canteen clerk.

Tracey was amused by her arrogant and domineering look. She couldn't figure out what made her so presumptuous. She was not even Edgars' official mistress. At most, she was only one of his f*ck buddies.

What a daydreamer! Tracey thought she should wake her up.

When the canteen clerk handed over the towel, Tracey snatched it and handed it to Setlla. "Clean yourself."

"You, you... I won't let you go." Even though said so, Ruth had instinctively afraid of Tracey now, maybe it was because Tracey made her embarrassed a lot twice a day.