His Domineering Lover
Chapter 686

"Rena? Sounds like an 80-year-old woman." One of the prostitutes snorted.

"Yeah. How'd you get a name like that? Did your parents hate you?"

Renee tried her best to suppress her anger. She hated talking to those prostitutes, but she had to.

She'd been waiting a long time for today.

After everything that'd happened, she knew how lucky Tracey was. Carmen tried to have Tracey assassinated many times and failed.

Tracey was like a stubborn weed that couldn't be knocked down.

Therefore, she only had one chance.

She had hired a private detective to follow Tracey, only to replace Tracey's life boring.

All Tracey did was work, eat and sleep. She was either at home or at work.

Although she was a woman, she hardly went shopping. It was like she was married to her work. Renee wondered how Adam put up with such a workaholic.

This morning, the detective told her the good news. "Tracey is going to a banquet tonight."

"What kind of banquet is it?" Renee finally saw an opening.

"It's a cruise ship banquet. The big shot in the beauty industry invited a lot of people. Tracey's agreed to go there."

"Send me the address."

"Okay, but this banquet is invitation- only," the private detective continued.

"Can you get me an invitation?" Since he said so, there'd got to be a way he could get it.

"Yes, but it's not free..."

"Ten thousand bucks."

"Deal. I'll send you the invitation in a few minutes."

"No, put it in a convenience store." Renee did not want to expose herself.

"Fine. By the way, isn't it about time you paid me for following her around for a few days?"

There was coldness in Renee's eyes. Today would the day Tracey died. "Well, give me your bank card number."

"Awesome! Thank you."

"What I told you to do with Tracey has to stay between us."

"Don't worry. We don't leak anything about our clients." The private hung up the phone.

Soon, Renee received a message from him. If she was gonna be on the ship, she needed to pretend to be a prostitute. It was fine. She didn't mind.

"Mom, I won't come back tonight. Don't wait for me." Renee didn't know if she would succeed. It would be best if she could kill Tracey. But if she failed... Maybe she wouldn't see her family again. "Where are you going? I remember Rocco is gone."

"My friend invited me to go on a cruise, and I won't be back until the morning."

"Well, be careful. By the way, your Visa to America is ready."

"Okay. Mom, Leo gambled away all your money, so you can use mine first.

Rocco gave her 10 grand bucks. He said it was for her shopping, but it was revenge money.

A murder wouldn't work without money. Renee was like a prey caught in a web that didn't know what was happening.

"Where'd you get all that money?"

"Rocco gave it to me. Remind Leo to get a job when I get to America. You've done so much for me and Leo, and it's time for us to pay you back."

"You've really grown up. But your visa is a tourist visa. You can't stay in America for long. Besides, it's not like you're leaving today."

"I just feel a little wistful all of a sudden. Mom, bye." Renee turned around and hugged Carmen. "Thank you."

"Silly girl. Aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

"Well, yes." Renee turned around and left.

She boarded the cruise ship as a prostitute. The real prostitutes had been laughing at her.

"Look at you. Who's gonna like you when you're dressed like a bear? Men love big boobs and long legs. You gotta show them what you got." "And your name is a failure. It might have sounded good 30 years ago, but it's the 21st century. Girl, I'm saying this for your own good." "Remember, change your name and dress less."

Everyone was teaching Renee how to be an excellent prostitute. Renee felt it was incredible.

"Thank you."

She was obviously absent-minded and had been silently observing Tracey. "Hey, what's wrong with you? We are teaching you, but you're not listening!"

"I'm just thinking about something. Please go on. I'm new here, so I'm a little out of it."

"Been there. You'll get used to it. It's a matter of time." "I think I'll never get used to it." Renee smiled

sarcastically. All the guests greeted Tracey with great care and respect, as if she were the queen.

Renee was really jealous. As long as Tracey died, everything would be hers! She would marry Rocco, and Rocco would be the master.

She would have the best life anyone could ever want, and Tracey would be in hell!

Tracey looked in Renee's direction, but the prostitutes were in her way, so she didn't see Renee.

"President Xia, what are you looking at?" Setlla noticed that Tracey had been looking in the same direction.

"Nothing." Tracey could feel that someone was staring at her. Her senses had always been sharp.

Maybe she was thinking too much. There were so many people here. Maybe it was just someone who was curious about her.

"It's windy. Let's go into the cabin. I've got the key card, we can put the purses in the room."