Tracey's POV"I'm very pleased that you've won the bidding! I know that I can count on you! You're a rising star in our company! Tell me what you want, sweetheart! Do you need a new hat or something?" My uncle grabbed my arm so fast that it made me hurt."I need a few days off. My son is sick and I need to spend more time with him," I said."Great. Then days off you will get!" Jacob said. "Take as many days off as you like! Say hi to Ethan for me!""His name is Nathan, but yes, I will say hi," I said awkwardly.At that time, my uncle's secretary showed up -"Sir, your 10 o'clock is here and he's waiting for you on the 12th floor."My uncle stood up and said to me, "I have to go now. My secretary will walk you out.""Yes, Sir," I replied and walked out of his office with him.As he went into the elevator, the secretary walked away to pick up a phone.I looked around and walked down the staircase.I have always wanted to go through some files in my uncle's office, and today is the perfe
Tracey's POV"It's easier for you to take care of him, and the doctors will stand by 24x7. Plus, my personal helicopter is at your disposal. You can see your father whenever you feel like it.""I don't want to move in with you, Lucas. Last time I moved in, it didn't end well," I murmured."I know you don't like the old townhouse, so I've brought a new place for you and Nathan. It's an Arts and Crafts home. It's phenomenal. I'm sure you'll like it. Plus, it's close to Marian High.""Marian High? The best private high school in town?" I asked."Yes. I don't think Nathan should be hanging out with mediocre working-class children in public high school. He should enjoy the elite Spartacus education. I'm talking about iron will and physique forged in outdoor activities. Physical power alternates with mental strength. It will be best for him. Think about it. He will be taught by the best mind in the world." Lucas said with excitement in his eyes."But you haven't consulted with me," I said.
Tracey's POV"I'll fuck his brain out tonight."I said to myself as I took a glance at her own reflection in the mirror.In the hot steam of the bathroom, my perfectly toned body looked amazing.Being the voted hottest cheerleader, winner of beauty pageant, and social influencer, I used to have hundreds of admirers in college and millions of followers online.And I gave it all up when I got married to Lucas Plarre three years ago.I used to be madly in love with him. The reason was obvious - He was so freakin' hot and I wasn't blind.I mean, who wouldn't love Lucas Plarre?He was a self-made multibillionaire in the pharmaceutical industry and the hottest bachelor in Dayton City at that time, so it took me quite some effort to secure our marriage.And that effort included warding off his long-time girlfriend Jessica.When I got married to him, no one had expected our marriage would turn out to be nothing but a piece of paper.For entire three years, that mother fucker had never touche
Lucas' POVWhen I woke up in the morning, I felt that my head had been blown by a hammer.For a brief moment, I couldn't even feel my limbs.Lying on the bed like a fucking vegetable, I thought to myself -What the fuck happened to me last night?The last thing I could remember was the glass of wine.Tracey had put something into my wine to make me lose control of myself.That fucking witch. What the fuck had she done to me? I wouldn't be surprised to find out that she had taken away my limbs.The butler came in, looking very upset."What?" I struggled to sit up straight.The butler mumbled, "Sir, about Mrs. Plarre... She... Well...""What?!" I rubbed my eyes and saw the divorce papers on the table.What happened last night suddenly struck me like a fucking baseball bat."Fuck. The divorce papers. Did she sign it?!" I tried to stand up but collapsed on the bed again.The butler fetched the papers for me and I saw that fucking woman's signatures on every fucking required place.She sig
Tracey's POVSix years later, I bid goodbye to Julie and my students at the boarding gate."We will miss you, Miss Stewart!" They waved their hands at me with tears in their eyes.Tears also ran down my cheeks.Saying goodbye had never been an easy thing for me, except for the time that I ran away from my husband.And five years flew past just like that."Mommy, don't cry!" A pair of tiny hands, warm and soft, wiped the tears off my cheeks.I lowered my head and saw the little boy sitting on my lap.He had got dark hair just like his dad (little traitor!) and a pair of green eyes just like me.My little Nathanial looked just like a floating angel."Hey, sweetie," I said as I snuffled his hair. "Mommy isn't crying. And you smell so good.""Mommy, why do we have to go back to the States? Can't we stay with Aunt Julie and your students?" Nathan asked."Grandpa has passed away," I said with bitterness. "Mommy has to go back and take care of the aftermaths."Even though he was only five, h
Tracey's POVAt that time, I heard Nathan's voice, "Stay away from my mommy! You big chunk of douchebag!"I looked down and saw my son kicking Lucas' legs and punching his thighs with his little fists."You..." Lucas looked down and picked Nathan up with his giant hands.Then, he lifted him up to his eye level and stared at him.Nathan kicked his legs and waved his arms angrily in the air, trying to hit Lucas, but all his efforts were in vain.Lucas didn't do anything.He just stood there, holding my son like a cub, staring at him.Well, even though I didn't want to admit it, the truth was, that Nathan looked just like a miniature version of Lucas.And of course, Lucas could see it.But I just didn't want to give it to him that easily.I snatched Nathan away from Lucas and held him tightly in my arms."What... What is his name?" Lucas looked overwhelmed and mumbled."His name is Nathan and he isn't your son," I replied while stroking Nathan's hair.Lucas couldn't take his eyes off Nat
Tracey's POVI took a glance at the report. Probability of paternity: 0.0000% !Lucas had a hard time processing this fact. He grabbed the person in charge and barked at his face, "No! There must be something wrong with the test!" Then he pointed at Nathan and roared, "Look at him! He looks just like me! He must be my son!"The person in charge stepped back and said, "Sir, we are a very reputable agency. We are fully responsible for the result of the test." "But that boy is my son!" Lucas growled.I said, "Leave that poor gentleman alone before he calls for the police. You're paranoid and hysterical right now, Lucas. Take the report and go away." Lucas turned back and pressed me against the wall. "You! It must be you! You're the one who's behind everything!" He stared at me with anger. We were so close that it reminded me of what happened on that night before I left.I could tell that he was thinking of the same thing."You're a nymph. What have you done to the test? What have y
Tracey's POVJerry Fisher. This fucking name rings a bell, but I just can't remember who he is.But when I walked into the VVIP lounge in the trendiest nightclub in town, I immediately recognized the bold, short, sturdy man sitting on the sofa, surrounded by two almost half-naked women.Jerry Fisher was one of my craziest suitors before I got married to my husband. He was literally stalking me everywhere I went. It was kind of creepy.No wonder his name sounded familiar."Tracey Stewart! Oh, mine! It's really you!" Jerry exclaimed while pushing away the two women. "When Jacob told me you were back, I couldn't believe it! I mean, look at you! Nine years have passed, but you haven't changed a bit! What have you been drinking? Fountain of youth?"I was about to say something, but he turned to the two girls and continued, "You girls are too young to know anything about the magical Tracey Stewart. She was just like you two. Cheerleader, homecoming queen, social influencer. But one day, she