His Domineering Lover

Chapter 179

On the way to the canteen, Setlla was amazed by Tracey's cheerful look. She couldn't believe such a cold director would have this face.

The person on the phone must be someone very important to her. Only in front of the most trusted person, would she put down the guard and disguise.

"Director, this is the staff canteen. The first and second floors are for ordinary employees. The third floor is for the top managers and leaders. You can go to the third floor," Setlla said.

"Okay, I see."

"Then I'll go order my dishes." Setlla was an ordinary employee, so she usually ate on the first floor. But suddenly her hand was grabbed by Tracey.

"Go to the third floor with me. I don't like too many people," Tracey said. Going back to three years ago, she was still the person who enjoyed crowds.

Three years later, she had already become calm and preferred silence instead of noise.

"But I'm just an ordinary employee. Besides, I don't have the card for the upper floors." Setlla whispered.

In order to prevent everyone from going to the third floor, employees must enter with a card, and the cards for the top management were different from those for the ordinary staff.

"I have." Tracey took Stella up the stairs together with her.

After passing through the second floor, the stairs to the third floor was becoming very quiet as if they belong to different worlds.

Stella was from an ordinary family, she was obviously a little constrained when walking on the third- floor stair that was paved with luxurious carpets.

Seeing the huge difference between the rich and the poor, she cautiously stepped on the soft carpet, feeling quite uneasy.

It was just to have a meal, it should not be a big deal, but it was like to be executed for Stella.

They arrived at the door, Tracey took out her card and opened the door. This was the first time for Stella to come here.

Quite a few top management would have lunch in the company. In contrast to the noise of the lower two floors, the third floor was quiet. Seeing there were not so many people here, Setlla was finally relieved.

For no reason, she was being invited here, but she still felt a bit guilty.

"Director, what do you like to eat? I'll order them for you."

Tracey smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. I'm not your director during the off time. If you don't mind, treat me as your friend."

Tracey usually had good judgment about people. A few hours ago, When everyone was gossiping, Stella was the only one who did not participate and focus on her own work instead.

She was different from those who cared about gossip and slacked off on work. Tracey was fond of people like Stella.

"Can...can I?" Setlla looked up at Tracey.

"Why not? We're about the same age. I'll go get some soup and you can help me get the rice combo. Don't order too greasy dishes." Tracey said. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"No problem, Anne." Setlla felt warm in her heart.

Tracey went to get soup, and Setlla was in charge of getting them rice combo, this reminded Tracey of her school days.

At that time, she and Rachel, no matter where they went, they were always together.

Now they all grew up. Rachel had become a famous star, as for Tracey, she entered the cruel business world.

The fate was interesting. In recent days, the news of Rachel's marriage was spreading.

Even the TV in the canteen was broadcasting their engagement party. Rachel smiled at those reporters as if she was the sun.

Sean seemed to be calm. Except for the suit he wore showed he was the match for Rachel, his expression revealed that he was just a passer-by.

Tracey looked at the TV, recalling the first time that she heard the news they were going to get engaged. She still remembered, she felt bitter at that time.

Then, the mixed feelings of bitterness and hatred formed a very complicated mood. Rachel's voice came, "Yes, I and Sean, we love each other and we are going to get married. I will let you know the time when we determine the date."

Now there was only indifference left on Tracey's face. After knowing that Sean was taking advantage of Rachel from the beginning to the end, Tracey didn't hate Rachel so much.

The man she made a real effort to steal from others had never loved her, this was probably the biggest counterattack to a thief.

God was indeed fair. Although he let Tracey experienced so much pain all the way, he had turned her into a strong tree that could fight against all the storm.

The pain was the best harvest in her life, and he also gained the most sincere love.

Thinking of Adam's face, Tracey felt warm in her heart. She took her thoughts back from the memories and concentrated on the soup.

"Bang!" Just as she was getting the soup, the sound of a tray falling to the ground came to her ears.

Looking along with the sound, Tracey found it was Stella. The tray with dishes she held were falling on the ground, her shoes and legs were also stained by the food.

The culprit was obviously not enough with this, after turning one tray over, she soon turned over another and made Stella's body stained this time.

Ruth said with a Presumptuous look, "What is your status? How dare you come here?!"

Setlla clenched her hands. Some food stuck to her clothes, sliding down her chest.

"Oh, it was my fault, I shouldn't be so careless! Setlla, do you want me to apologize to you?" Ruth was still upset about being punished by Tracey in the morning.

She didn't dare to take revenge on Tracey. When she saw Setlla, she decided to vent the anger on her.

"Ruth, don't go too far!" No matter how good-tempered Setlla was, she couldn't bear it anymore at the moment.

"What? Are you angry? Come hit me and scold me! But If you offend me, I will let you get out of the company. I remember that your father had uremia and he needs a lot of money every month on treatment. What if you lose your job?"

Ruth obviously had known Stella for long, and she even clear about what happened in her family.

Until now did Tracey finally understand why Setlla had to be so cautious in the company. It was not fully because she was a newcomer.

She wanted this job more than anyone else. She had to support the family. So she could not waste any opportunity to make money.

This was different from Tracey. At least, she did not bear any financial burden.

Tracey quickly understood her and walked toward the counter with a tray. "Miss, please give me two, no, four dishes exactly the same as the one she got just now."

Hearing Tracey's voice, Ruth shivered a bit. She didn't forget how Tracey treated her in the morning.

After checking, Ruth found that Tracey didn't look at her. "The dispute just now had nothing to do with her, she won't get involved in it, will she?" Ruth thought.