With the author's famous His Domineering Lover series, Celia captivates readers with every word. Dive into chapter Chapter 542, where love anecdotes intertwine with plot twists and hidden demons. Will the next chapters of the His Domineering Lover series be available today?
Key: His Domineering Lover Chapter 542
Tracey pouted before the thick down jacket. Although the down jacket was of the latest style, simple and fashionable, it couldn't work the slim fit.
Adam felt glad at this womanly reaction of Tracey, who acted like a queen before others.
Adam walked slowly toward Tracey and hugged her from behind, "If you don't like the down jacket, then pick a coat. But beware that it will be cold outside."
"It doesn't matter. I'll take this." Tracey decided to wear a long black coat and matched it with a navy blue dress, elegant and mature.
Tracey got changed, and Adam brought something over. "Adam, what's this?"
"Warm pads." During the rehearsal yesterday, Adam was already worried that Tracey might catch a cold today.
Compared with the rehearsal yesterday, the event today would last much longer. Adam once asked Jensen in private whether there was a way to keep warm and slim.
Jensen, a know- all, advised Adam to use warm pads, which most girls utilized in winters.
Adam felt confused. 'Don't warm pads work for the periods only?' He had prepared Tracy a lot for her dysmenorrhea, including warm pads.
Today, warm pads came into play. Adam stuck one on the waist of Tracey's thermal cloth, and the warm pad worked after a rub.
"Adam, how come I didn't know this? You are brilliant!" Tracey felt warmth on her waist. She held Adam and kissed him on the cheek.
Adam smiled faintly, "You devote all your intelligence to work."
"That's true. I am too busy to care about these trivial things." Tracey felt that the warmth crept from her waist to other parts of her body.
Considering that there would be lots of reporters, Tracey put on delicate makeup.
Adam led Tracey downstairs to have breakfast. Then they left for work together. Adam's company was on the way to the event site, but Adam didn't pull over when passing his company.
"Adam, don't you work today?"
"Today is Sunday. What's more, how could I miss the launch event of your new perfume? How could I fail to witness such an important moment?" Adam stroked her head.
"That's true. I do hope that you can accompany me to witness every wonderful moment in the future." Tracey smiled slightly.
The car arrived at a square when they chatted. William would hold a launch event at this square too.
Both events were luxurious. The news came that William invited Amelie, a pop star, to attend the event.
Amelie was a rising star and had lots of fans in China. Both events were of the same marketing strategy. Fans flooded in the square before the event. The people mountain people sea surprised Tracey.
She should have mistaken that there would be a superstar concert rather than a launch event for a new perfume.
No wonder it was a lucrative business to be a pop star. This sea of faces around the stage were fans who came far and wide to see their idols.
Her cell phone rang not long after she began her breakfast. "Hello."
"DO, I'm allergic." Candy called Tracey in private after starting their business cooperation.
Tracey was so flustered at this update that her fork in the hand dropped onto the plate. She was concerned. "Why?"
"It is the fault of your employee. She bought me juice with mango, and you know that I am allergic to mango." Candy sounded serious, but fell about on the other end of the phone.
"Setlla is scrupulous and shouldn't make such an error." Tracey didn't follow Candy to question her own employees.
Candy continued, "It's Lucy."
"What was she doing there? I sent Setlla over only. Candy, how do you feel now? What about rushing you to the hospital now?" Tracey remained calm.
In Candy's impression, Tracey, almost the same age as her, was cool and alienated. And Candy would like to see Tracey going mad, so she made a prank.
"Red pimples are all over my face. I can't attend the press conference."
"What!" Tracey's expression changed immediately, but she recollected herself quickly. "Never mind the press conference, I will have you rushed to the hospital first." The face was vital for a pop star, and there shouldn't be any delay.
"Haha, DO, it is a joke! Look at you!" The woman on the other side of the phone laughed.
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