Chapter 541
Lucy''s smile froze on the face. The man didn''t raise his head, so he didn''t even spare her a nce.
"Well, I think..." She would like to give it another try, as it was rare to bump into a man like Wilson,
imposing, handsome and rich.
Lucy intended to get hold of this man to show off before Tracey.
''It is said that it is difficult for a man to chase after a woman, but it changespletely in a reversed
case. I mustn''t give up my shot!''
Before Lucy finished her words, Wilson looked at her impatiently and said coldly, "Get lost."
The domineering aura instantly intimidated Lucy. If one would be killed by the eyes, Lucy should
have been dead thousands of times.
"I''m, I''m sorry." Lucy ran away, defeated. ''That man is too horrible!''
Wilson lost his appetite for this disturbance. He packed some food for Steve, then left the canteen.
Seeing off Wilson''s departure with her eyes, Lucy was reluctant to ept this failure. It was difficult
for her to meet a match for Adam.
''David is not a match for that man. Only if he is my boyfriend...But he is so fierce!'' Lucy chewed the
pasta in her mouth venomously.
Steve was still in a dream when Wilson was back in the room. They lived in a suite. Steve slept
inside, while Wilson outside.
Wilson was a light sleeper. Last night, Steve didn''t close his doorst night, went to the toilet every
hour, and stayed there for about twenty minutes.
Steve didn''t fall asleep until three o''clock in the morning, so his face was white now. Wilson stood
beside the bed and said coldly, "Get up, or we will bete."
Steve didn''t intend to oversleep, but he was too tired for the sufferingst night.
"What time is it?" His voice was a little hoarse.
Checking his wristwatch, Wilson said, "It''s almost eight o''clock. There is time for you to wash up and
have breakfast. The event will start at nine, and we can arrive on time if there is no traffic jam."
Wilson was good at time management, as every minute was important for his work.
"Oh, the smell, yummy!" Steve, in a daze, sat up from his bed. Wilson took Steve, several years
younger than him, as his friend or a little brother, though they often kicked up a row with each other.
Wilson had isted himself too long. Now he opened his heart to both Tracey and Steve. After
Tracey left, there was Steve beside him.
Steve and Wilson hanged out together from time to time after Tracey left the US. Wilson got used to
the noisy Steve but still disliked him messing up the house.
When Steve didn''t show up, Wilson in the quiet and empty house would miss him, and it was the
same case for Steve.
People who enjoyed the noisiness couldn''t stand the solitude anymore. Steve was cheeky, so he
would visit Wilson.
Turning on the superrge TV in Wilson''s house, Steve wrapped himself with a nket, got those
snacks and beverages ready, and chose one popr soap drama to watch.
Wilson didn''t figure out why Steve enjoyed those silly soap dramas like middle- aged women;
however, he felt good about the warm light when arriving at home.
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"I bring you your breakfast in case that you get hungry on the way," Wilson exined emotionlessly.
"Not bad." Steve was almost starved to death. After a quick washing-up, Steve swallowed his
breakfast.
Steve looked at Wilson, who was eating a toast, suspiciously. "Didn''t you have your breakfast?"
"One annoying woman spoiled my appetite. Hurry up! We are running out of time." Wilson didn''t feel
like exining.
Steve was clear that Wilson, who looked cool but was kindhearted, should be worried about him.
Steve had loose bowelsst night, and the event could take hours. If without breakfast, he would
suffer from hunger all the entire morning.
"Okay." Steve became serious. He finished his breakfast quickly, then dressed up.
"Wilson, look at me. Do I look super hot today?" Steve became vigorous after breakfast.
Wilson looked at Steve up and down. Steve, in a navy blue coat, looked elegant and gentlemanly.
His blue eyes were as clear and dazzling as the sky after rain.
Speaking of appearance, Steve, a mixed-blood, was outstanding for both oriental exquisiteness and
western deep outline.
"She can''t see the handsome boy." Wilson hit the nail on the head, and the smile on Steve''s face
copsed instantly.
"Can''t you say something nice, Wilson? Damn you!" Steve was depressed.
"It is 8:15 a.m., time to leave." Wilson tidied up his clothes and led the way out.
Steve muttered to himself, and Wilson failed to hear what he said.
Lucy, on her way out, saw Wilson getting in a car, and her heart skipped a beat. ''Is he my fate? We
meet again.''
Lucy found Steve before going forward to hitting on Wilson. Lucy was once dazzled by the excellent
appearance of Steve when he visited Tracey in the school a long time ago.
''They are friends!'' Lucy remembered that Steve was close to Tracey, and Tracey invited Steve to
dance at her birthday party.
''So, they are going to theunch event to congratte Tracey? Why Tracey knows all excellent
men?''
A malicious look shed past Lucy''s face. Once again, shemented the unfairness of fate. ''How
come Tracey does nothing but owns everything?''
She hailed a taxi to trace Wilson and Steve. As expected, Wilson and Steve headed for theunch
event.
Following behind, Lucy felt bad, but her expectancy for the conning good farce was still high.
Tracey woke up early in the morning. She stood in front of the mirror for a long time. There were ten
sets of clothes on the bed, and Tracey was hesitating about which one to wear.
"Adam, any suggestion for my dressing up today?"
After checking the weather outside, Adam said, "It is still cold though the temperate rises a little. I
think you''d better keep warm. The event is held outside, and the wind in this season is chilly."
Adam put Tracey''s health a priority. Shooting a nce at those warm clothes, Tracey pouted,
"Then, I will look plump rather than good on camera."