Chapter 438: The Fly

The waiter hurriedly opened the restaurant door. A man with slicked-back hair and dressed in Armani smiled and said, "Go prepare a private room. Tonight, I'm treating Mr. Zhao to a meal!" "Yes, boss!" The waiter nodded and hurried off to make arrangements. The man was about to take the hand of the fiery woman next to him and enter the private room when something caught his eye, causing him to pause. He immediately released the woman's hand and walked briskly over. "Tracy! Why are you dining here?...