His Domineering Lover
Chapter 583

Large flakes of snow were swiftly falling, but the room was as warm as spring. Tracey's voice was wonderful and mellifluous.

Most of the time, Bradley was the one in charge. Everyone around him acted qua his subordinates.

He was tired of this. Therefore, Tracey's confident and independent look made his calm heart ripple.

He did not interrupt her. At first, he believed that a woman in a business relied on either her family or her man.

But after meeting Tracey, he found he was was wrong. Tracey did not rely on anyone. She was herself.

Not only did she have great judgment, but she had an executive ability that he had lacked in recent years. She was cut out for business.

He said only one word, and she sketched out a general plan in such a short time. Although it was not yet fully formed, adepts would applaud it.

"Mr. Gill, what do you think?" Tracey asked after talking for about 20 minutes.

"Are you thirsty?" "What?" Tracey was still immersed in her great idea, and he suddenly asked if she was thirsty.

"Don't you have a dry throat after all that talk?"

"Well, yes."

"Have some water. The food will be served soon."

"Mr. Gill, you weren't kidding about what you said, were you?" Tracey felt a little uneasy, because he made no comment on her idea.

Seeing the change in her expression, Bradley chuckled. "Don't worry, I have everything you said in my head. It's just that I think we should eat first."

"Okay." Tracey felt a bit hungry. She was wide awake and full of thoughts about the future.

Although the food was delicious, Tracey finished eating in a hurry. "Mr. Gill, that's the only reason I saw you today. Shouldn't you be giving me an answer by now?"

"Well, your idea's good, but it's perfect. I'll send you a preliminary plan later, and we'll talk about it."

"Well, I guess I can have your bank card number now. I already ate with you." Tracey did not forget the ruby. "Since we're gonna work together, I'll give you that ruby as a gift." He never took back what he gave away.

Although fifteen million wasn't much money to

Tracey, she wasn't used to accepting gifts from strangers.

"We don't know if we're gonna work together..."

"Aren't you going to work with me, President Xia?"

"I didn't say that."

"Well, then I hope we make a good team. If you don't want my gift, consider it a deposit." Bradley came up with another suggestion. Tracey's eyes flashed slightly. If she took the deposit, she wouldn't t have to worry about him backing out.

"Okay. Then I'm waiting for your plan." Tracey was in an extremely high spirit. She couldn't wait to promote her brand to the world. Bradley was right. It was gonna take her a long time to get what she wanted on her own, and working with him would help her a lot. "Mm." Bradley looked at the excited woman. He'd only seen that look on other women's faces when he bought them clothes and purses. Tracey was more ambitious than the average woman. If she were a man, she'd be the king of the business world.

She was born to be a businesswoman. It was a late start, but she had a promising future.

Bradley paid for the meal. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want to interrupt her excitement.

He felt content when she was happy. He wanted so much to see her happy, and so much more to give her what she wanted.

He couldn't tell her how he felt now. If he forced her to be his woman, he would never see her smile again.

"Let me take you home." Bradley walked out of the restaurant with Tracey and asked.

A sudden gust of cold wind made Tracey shiver. She quickly got into Bradley's car and told him her address.

On the way back, she kept talking about her ideas. Bradley felt that he was crazy. He was infatuated with her beautiful voice.

He seldom interrupted her in order to hear her voice more. All he did was respond simply to her questions. Suddenly, the car became quiet. He turned his head and saw that Tracey had already fallen asleep, and her face was red. Originally, he thought it was the heat that made her blush. But her sudden sleep made him realize something was wrong. He put his finger on her forehead. Sh*t, she was having a fever!

Last night she stood by the window in her thin dress, trying to avoid being accosted. The window was beyond the reach of the air conditioner. She sounded a little tired when he called her this morning. So she'd been struggling to keep her spirits up while talking to him?

Bradley wondered if she knew she was a woman. She was sick but she didn't go to the hospital.

If he'd known she it, he wouldn't have asked her to come. He felt upset at the thought of how excited she had been.

"Sir, do you want to go to the hospital?" The driver felt a chill in the car, and his boss had a terrible look on his face.

This was the look he usually got. The kind gentleman just now was just an illusion.

The driver was kind of surprised. His boss actually made a change for Miss Xia.

"No. Back to the villa." Bradley didn't like hospitals. His villa was so big that it could keep a lot of people.

He was kinky, so he always had a special doctor in his villa to treat women who had just slept with him. "Yes, sir." The driver made a U-turn and drove to Bradley's villa.

Bradley looked at the woman who was sitting on the chair. Her face was flushed and she looked a little tired.

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