His Domineering Lover
Chapter 804

Camilla was startled. "You'll make a pound cake yourself?"

"Yep."

"Well... Do you know how to make it?" Camilla was not an expert in cakes but she knew it was not easy to make a tasty and eye-pleasing cake. "No. But I can ask the pastry chef at home to teach me." Tracey was very confident in herself.

"Won't that be exhausting? What about simply buying one?"

"Don't worry, it's just a cake. I can manage it."

"Well, it's time to get off work. You must be tired." As Tracey's personal secretary, Camilla was very competent and considerate.

"Yes, I'm." Tracey put down the file in her hand and felt dizzy after reading all day.

Since she got pregnant, she easily felt tired but she still tried her best to finish her word every day.

"Let the driver drive you home today."

"Okay." Tracey just wanted to have a good sleep and then learn how to make a pound cake.

After she got home, she went to sleep without having her dinner. She didn't get up until nine o'clock.

"What kind of cake would you like to learn?" The pastry chef asked her in the kitchen.

"Pound cake, the fancy kind," Tracey said.

"Traditional pound cakes can be very easy to make, which also leave great room for improvising. I will teach you the basic steps first." "Let's get started."

The pastry chef prepared all the ingredients they needed.

Poundcake was easy compared with other more exquisite desserts.

But Tracey wanted to make a healthier version with less sugar and butter.

"What flavor would like it to be?" The chef asked.

"What about matcha? I want it to have a rich taste."

"Sure, you can also put some nuts in it."

Tracey nodded and rolled up her sleeves.

The chef patiently showed Tracey every step and forewarned her of the tricky mistakes that might lead to failure. Tracey carefully mirrored the chef.

She was a quick learner and gained the praise of the chef after she put the batter into the oven.

"Thank you, but obviously I need to practice more before I make one that qualifies to be a gift," Tracey said.

"That won't take you long. The greatest part about making cakes is its taste varies with the one who makes it. It will a unique gift."

"It's relieving to hear that. It's too late now. Thank you for your time. I'll make a new one tomorrow."

"Okay, send for me if you have any problems."

"I'll. Good night."

Tracey yawned. It was already 12 o'clock."

The next day, she went home two hours earlier to prepare for the birthday present.

She sprinkled some crushed hazelnut on the top of the cake as decoration and packed it with a box with gilt "Happy Birthday" on the surface. She smiled, satisfied.

Before she left, she attached a birthday card to the box.

After everything was ready, she got dressed and left for the party.

It was held in a mansion with a picturesque garden.

Fancy cars brought the most prestigious people in the city here, most of which Tracey couldn't remember.

Steve recognized Tracey soon after she arrived. He had heard about her loss of memory, but when she walked past him like an impassive face, he gave a start. Thinking of how hard it would be for Adam, he smiled bitterly.

"What a star-crossed couple." He let out a soft sigh.

"Tracey," someone in the crowd called her. It was Sean.

He was surprised to meet Tracey here.

Tracey wore a polite but confused smile. "Am I... supposed to know you?"

"Are you joking?" Sean didn't know what had happened to her.

"I... I've forgotten the past," Tracey said frankly. Sean looked at her in disbelief.

"What happened? Are you still with him?"

"Who do you mean by him?" Tracey tilted her head.

"You forget him too?" Sean asked, his eyes wide open.

"Miss Tracey, let's go

in." Camilla interrupted warily.

Tracey nodded and gave a nod to Sean. "Excuse me."

Watching her walk into the mansion, Sean was left at sea.