Domineering Lover novel Chapter 685

After meeting Mr. Lee, Tracey went home for dinner. Then she changed her clothes and went out for the banquet.

The design for the wedding rings was almost done. She only needed to make sure Adam was okay with it.

"Tracey, you're not staying at home tonight?" Jane asked before Tracey left.

"No. I'm going to a banquet. You don't have to wait for me."

"Okay, be careful. Rich men are bad and you're so pretty. Make sure you lock the door when you go to sleep."

Jane'd loved Tracey since Tracey was a little girl. She always treated Tracey like her daughter.

Tracey not only treated Jane like an elder, but also paid her well. Jane was so touched.

"Don't worry. Setlla's gonna go with me, and I'll share a room with her tonight."

"That's great."

"Adam will come back tomorrow night. Cook something he likes and put extra chili in it. He must be tired of bland European food."

"Yes."

Tracey walked out of the villa. Setlla opened the car door for her. "President Xia, let's go."

"Okay." Tracey didn't wear an evening gown. She was wearing a simple black dress and an overcoat. It must be cold on the ship, and she didn't want to catch a cold.

The car drove to the harbor. Setlla was getting used to going to business parties now.

"Miss, your invitation, please." They were stopped by security before they could board the ship.

That was because a lot of prostitutes would sneak onto this ship to hook up with the rich. Tracey just got here, and she'd already seen a couple of pretty girls with lots of makeup.

It hadn't been that cold lately, but it was not summer! Looking at those naked legs, Tracey couldn't help but tremble.

Didn't they feel chilly?

"President Xia, are those girls waitresses?" Apparently, Setlla didn't know enough about the upper class. Tracey smiled helplessly.

"Have you ever seen a waitress dressed like that?"

"No. But they don't look like the head of a company, and they don't have male company. What are they?"

"Prostitutes. Stay away from them. They're more dangerous than you think."

"Well, I see. But I guess even if I wanted to get close to them, I couldn't. I'm poor."

Tracey just smiled and didn't say anything. Upper-class stuff was too complicated. She didn't want Setlla to know too much about it. Innocence was a precious quality.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

They were dressed quite differently from the prostitutes. Tracey's dress, though simple, was of great value at a glance to the rich.