His Domineering Lover
Chapter 805

There was a special table for gifts with a man sitting by it, taking notes. When he saw the cake in Tracey's hand, he tilted his head up and gave her a glance. "A self-made cake? You'd better give it to Mr. Xiao by yourself. I'm afraid it may sour if left here."

"Alright. Where is this Mr. Xiao?"

The man pointed a direction for her and told her how to find him in a reverent manner.

Actually, no matter what her gift was, the man would give her the same instructions.

Leaving the din behind, she walked along a quiet lane to the garden. Under the darkening sky were glistening little lights.

They were hidden in the vegetation by great ingenuity, some in the shape of flowers.

Tracey was fascinated.

At the center of the garden was a pavilion. The man in it must Mr. Xiao.

Tracey suddenly got cold feet. What if he didn't like her present?

What if he was a vulgar playboy who preferred flamboyant things?

As she slowly approached him, her heart was beating fast.

The man was reading with his head down. His silhouette in the dim light was graceful and placid.

He was immersed in his world.

It was ironic that all the clamor tonight was for him but he was there sitting quietly with a book.

His slender fingers flipping the page were dancing like butterflies.

Tracey considered his side face for a while before going forward.

"Mr. Xiao," she called. When their eyes met, Tracey was startled. "It's you!" She exclaimed.

"Nice to see you again." Adam closed the book. The controlled surprise on his face made it really like a coincidence.

He calculated everything so that she could find him at the right time and place.

No mishap was tolerable for him.

After he'd known the deal between Tracey and Rocco, he'd decided to help her in the dark, which meant he had to use the Xiao family as a disguise. The Xiao family had long wanted to announce his return, but Adam wanted to keep a low profile so

he refused.

This time, he deliberately spread the news about the commercial bloc.

Sure enough, Ramiro and Finnegan were very interested and wanted Tracey and Rocco to contend for the cooperation.

So he hadn't forced Tracey to stay on that rainy night, because he'd knew that they would meet soon and more than once. "You're Mr. Xiao?"

"I should have introduced myself last time. I'm Adam Xiao. Do I have the honor to know your name?"

"I'm Tracey Xia. So it's your party. Happy birthday," Tracey said.

She was very glad to meet him again.

She planned to make friends with him first and then someday mention the case casually to him.

Everything would be natural.

Adam had been waiting for this day since they had parted.

As the mastermind behind all these, he saw through Tracey's little scheme on the spot, but he pretended to be ignorant.

If Tracey were observant enough, she would find the shrewdness in his eyes that only belonged to seasoned hunters.

But she was just a poor little bunny, unaware of the approaching of the hunter.

"Miss Xia, is that cake a present for me?" Adam asked, intrigued.

At this time last year, Tracey had not returned home yet. He'd spent his birthday with Caesar and Rose.

His birthday wish had been that Tracey would be by his side for his next birthday and it actually came true.

Although she had forgotten everything, she was here with him. It was enough.

"Yes. I think it might be more impressive than luxuries. It's matcha. Do you like it?" Tracey asked carefully. Adam almost melted in her starry eyes.

"I like matcha very much." Adam gave her a pleased grin.

"I was afraid you would think it too cheap and despise it," Tracey said, relieved.

"Despise it? Why on earth would I despise a cake you made for me?" Adam asked in disbelief.

His words were a little too intimate for two people who had just met twice. Tracey smiled sheepishly.

"Well, can I eat it now?" Adam looked at her.

"Of course, it is already yours now."

"Would you mind staying here and eating with me?" Adam asked gently.

"Don't you have guests to entertain?" Tracey looked back at the mansion hesitantly.

"It's my birthday. I get to decide how I spend it and how I spend it with. I remember you like matcha too?"

"Yes. We eat here?"

"Yes, right here, the two of us," Adam said. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled.