As she spoke, she swept her gaze around the living room again, clearly looking for someone.
Tracy frowned, her face darkening, her tone a little mocking. "Hasn't he been staying at your place lately? You still need to come over to look for him?"
Hearing that, Grace Parker's lips curved into a smile. "Really? At my place?…"
The expression on her face seemed to say: as the wife, you don't even know where your husband is.
Tracy could see the provocation in both her eyes and her words, and found it ridiculous. She lifted the corner of her mouth in a cold sneer. "Miss Parker, if you came here to show off, then you've achieved your goal. If there's nothing else, I'll excuse myself…"
With that, she stood up, ready to go to the dining room for breakfast.
Grace let out a cold snort and said behind her, "Leave him."
