Tracy cried as she walked over and hugged her mother, apologizing repeatedly and promising never to be so reckless again.
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From that moment on, Tracy stopped caring what others thought of her. No matter what people said, as long as it wasn’t too excessive, she ignored it entirely.
But she would secretly make a note of their insults, then quietly work hard, using her abilities to slap the faces of those who looked down on her.
From childhood, Tracy’s grades were always among the best. Lacking a father’s love, Tracy was sensible from a young age and rarely let her mother worry about her.
Those people said she got her job through unethical means. Now she had to prove to them whether she was just a pretty face.
Quinton finished reporting on his work to Chandler, then hesitated before speaking, “Mr. Gaunt, the final repayment deadline for the lawyer’s letter you sent to your wife is today. Mr. Borris asked me to check with you whether we should proceed as normal, or if…”
He hadn’t intended to ask, but because one of the two lawyer’s letters previously sent had been withdrawn, Mr. Borris wanted him to check with Mr. Gaunt again just in case, to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After all, Tracy was Mr. Gaunt’s wife. Was it really acceptable to be so ruthless toward his own wife?
Chandler paused in his signing. He parted his thin lips, “Proceed as normal.”
He hadn’t expected Tracy to be so stubborn. Days had passed, and she still hadn’t bowed her head. He couldn’t continue to indulge her.
He felt it was time to teach her a lesson, or she would only grow more spoiled.
“Understood,” Quinton nodded and left with the documents.
Mr. Borris received the call at twelve o’clock. After hanging up with Quinton, he immediately called Tracy.
“Ms. Xander, the final repayment deadline for the lawyer’s letter from Mr. Gaunt is today. Have you gathered the five million dollars?”
Tracy was eating in the cafeteria when she received the call. Hearing his words, she paused her chopsticks.
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She looked at the food on her tray and instantly lost her appetite. She lowered her voice and said, “I’ve told you, I didn’t do it. I won’t admit it and I certainly won’t pay.”
Although her voice was low, people sitting nearby still heard her and shot her strange glances.
Mr. Borris’s cold voice came through the phone “Since Ms. Xander is so misguided, then we’ll see you in court!”
Tracy took a few more perfunctory bites, then picked up her tray and left, “Fine. Just notify me when the court date is set.”
With that, Tracy hung up and left with her tray.
Tracy’s reputation at the company was already poor. Hearing her talk about going to court only increased the prejudice against her.
She had only been at the company for two days but had already delivered two massive gossip bombs, making her the company’s joke.
Even Sam heard some of the rumors. He messaged Tracy: “Tracy, I heard people at the company saying you’re dealing with a lawsuit. Is it a divorce case? Do you need any help?”
Tracy was contemplating a data analysis method. When she received the message, she instantly replied: “I’m fine. I can handle it myself. Thank you for your concern.”
A moment later, Sam’s WhatsApp message came again: “I heard Leon say that the CEO’s office staff are guessing about our relationship. Should I clarify things for you and announce your identity?”
Tracy thought for a moment, then replied: “My dentity cannot be revealed. It would cause a lot of trouble, especially with the Xander family, I really don’t want any more entanglement with them.”
He sent an understanding emoji. Tracy glanced at it, put down her phone, and focused on
her work.
Soon it was time to leave work. Tracy received a local delivery. She signed for the package, slightly confused.
After sending the courier away, Tracy looked at the address. It was sent from a Chanel boutique.
Who would send something from there?
She opened the packaging. Inside was a very exquisite gift box, and the item within was clearly very valuable.
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Colleagues around her gathered curiously, “Whose gift box is that? The box looks so beautiful!”
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Tracy carefully opened the box. Inside was a lilac, diamond-encrusted gown. It was obviously a haute couture piece, worth a fortune.
“Wow! It’s a Chanel haute couture gown! There are only two in the world. I heard the price starts at ten million!”
“Who is so generous as to get you such an expensive dress? That’s like wearing a mansion on your body!”
“You don’t even have to ask. It must be our Mr. Zach. Haven’t you heard? Mr. Zach’s relationship with her is anything but ordinary.”
“That’s right. It looks like Tracy is our future boss lady. Mr. Zach is truly spending a fortune just to win a beauty’s smile!”
Listening to the crowd’s exclamations, Tracy helplessly shook her head. She closed the lid and prepared to call Sam.
Almost simultaneously, Sean’s call came in. Tracy was surprised but answered it.
Sean’s low, magnetic voice came through, “Did you receive the dress?”
Tracy looked at the gift box on her desk, “I did. But this dress is too expensive. Tell me the price, and I’ll pay you back!”
So it was Sean who sent it. She hadn’t expected it to be him. Hearing the gown cost over ten million, she felt that clothes are truly a money pit.
The fifty million she had painstakingly acquired from Hailey would likely be spent on this gown alone.
Just thinking about it made my stomach ache.
Do these heinous capitalists have no concept of money?
The other end was silent for a moment, then he reminded her with slight displeasure, “Tracy, I am your guardian.”
Tracy’s mind short-circuited for a second. This was the second time Sean had said that. So he considers her a child?
Gary’s voice came through, “Here is an urgent document that requires your signature.”
Then she heard the scratching sound of a pen on paper. Tracy quickly said, “You go back to
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She hung up the phone, placed it on the desk, moved the box aside, and quickly returned to work.
Soon it was time to leave work. Tracy returned home, opened her computer, wrote down the ideas she had today, and polished the work from yesterday.
Although she didn’t know if the professor would attend the banquet tomorrow, she still needed to prepare thoroughly. She wanted to finish her paper early.
“Dinner is ready.”
When Jennie called her for dinner, Tracy felt the familiar slight acid reflux in her stomach.
She suppressed the discomfort and went downstairs. Seeing her look, Jennie couldn’t help but ask with concern, “You don’t look well. Are you alright?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
