<b>Chapter 167 </b>
Jared wasn’t a fan of my snarky attitude. He lowered his voice and said, “You’re her mom. What’s so iment about that? Honestly, think <b>you </b>j don’t want toe”
I nodded. “I’ve got a ton of work, really don’t have the time. <b>So</b>, I’ll have to ask you to spend more time with her
“It’s kind of awkward for me to hang out with my daughter all the time, Luckily, Tracy’s on vacation and back in Shaville. Yvonne’s with her now. They went out to have some fun. I’m just stuck at the hotel handling work, Jared exined
I blinked in surprise Jared had already brought up Tracy being in Shanville before I could even ask
“I know how your mind works. It’s just easier to tell you straight, Jared said calmly.
“What a coincidence. You’re in Shaville, and Tracy just happens to be back too. Did you two <b>n </b>this or something?” I said with a teasing grin.
“Victoria, don’t start drama. It really is just a coincidence,” Jared replied, his tone serious.
“Yeah, sure. How many coincidences do you think I’ll buy? You think i’m stupid? Anyway, go ahead, have your little family time. I really don’t care.” Honestly, I just hoped the three of them would stick together and leave me out of it.
I hung up before <b>Jared </b>could say anything else. Aber half an hour of yoga, crammed some Englysian. Next week, I had to take my crew to Fnsia to talk business.
By midnight, I was dead tired. <b>Just </b><b>as </b>I <b>was </b><b>about </b>to crash, I saw someone had sent me two photos.
It was Tracy. She’d snapped a couple shots of Yvonne passed out after a long day, and sent a message. Don’t worry, Mrs. Hob. Yvonne <b>was </b>super well–behaved today, <b>just </b>tired out from all the fun.]
I just went to sleep. I figured Jared and Yvonne would be in Shaville for at least three days, but they <b>came </b>back the very next afternoon.
Yvonne looked totally best, like a deted balloon, kept insisting her legs were sore and wouldn’t stop asking me to rub them. <b>Jared </b>came over after his meeting. I was rubbing Yvonne’s legs with one hand while working on myptop with the other
Jared frowned, probably thinking I was halfrassing the whole parenting thing. He scooped up Yvonne, who was half–asleep, and nced at myptop screen. “You’re going to Fnsia too<b>?</b>”
I nodded. “Yeah, I want to check out the <b>quality </b>myself.”
“Your Englysian sucks, and you’ve never even traveled. Forget it,” Jared said, shutting me down without hesitation.
Llooked <b>up </b>and met his gaze. “No, I am going, whether you like it or not.”
“I’m the boss here, and I won’t allow it, Jared <b>replied</b>, his face burning serious.
1 red at him, stubborn as <b>ever</b>. “You always say you want me to be free and support my career, but clearly, that’s just lip service,” <b>Jared’s </b>expression soured as I used his own words against him.
“I’m just worried something might happen to you if you <b>go </b><b>abroad</b>,” he said.
“You travel the time, and you alwayse back just fine.” I shot back.
Jared bit his lip. “it’s different for men. And you’re the kind of woman people worry <b>about</b>.” I couldn’t believe how ridiculous he sounded.
“You love admiring lowers, but you’re scared to let them bloom in the sun. Jaged, is that really all you’re capable of?” I said, standing up.
Jared was left speechless by me. He just picked up Yvonne and walked out without another word. I didn’t care whether Jared agreed or not. If thepany didn’t cover my ticket, I’d just buy it myself.
17
? <b>00:02 </b>Tue, <b>19 </b><b>Aug </b>
Around four in the afternoon, Tracy suddenly texted me, asking if I wanted to grab a coffee downstairs. Icurled my lips into a cold smirk, do, she finally couldn’t hold herself back–looks like she was <b>ready </b>to go on the offensive,
Guess being pregnant means she doesn’t <b>have </b>time to y games anymore. When I showed up, Tracy had a ss of lemonade in front of <b>her </b>couldn’t help but think she was craving sour stuff
Tracy clearly expected five. She <b>smiled </b>warmly, “Mrs. Hob<b>, </b>do you have a favorite drink? I went ahead and ordered you atte. Hope that’s alright?”
“That’s fine,” replied, settling into the seat across from her. Sunlight poured in, making Tracy look a bit pale, but her eyes still sparkled with ambition and confidence.
“Enjoying your time off, Tracy?” I took <b>a </b>sip of the coffee she ordered and smiled, “Weren’t you supposed to be on vacation today?”
“Yeah, I came here just to invite you for coffee, Tracy said, straight to the point. She wasn’t one for small talk or ying mind games. “The got something to say to <b>you</b>. It’s about Jared.”
When she called him by his name so openly, I knew exactly what she was up to. She wasying her cards on the table, staking her im right in front of <ol><li>me. </li></ol>
I kept my tone cool. “You think you <b>really </b>know my husband?”
Tracy met my gaze, a trace of jealousy flickering in her eyes. “know him better than you ever could. Do you believe that?”
I didn’t say a word, just sipped my coffee in silence, watching her quietly.
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