Chapter 88

Tracy's POV

The week was filled with lots of preparations for the runway walk-off party I was organizing, and it was the first of its kind. And, of course, I had to make it perfect if I wanted my brand to continue to thrive in the fashion world.

"You seem to be putting a lot of effort into this party, Trace."

"Isn't that what organizing a party Intel's?

"Not at all, Trace, you got it mixed up. Surely, throwing a party does not mean you can not have fun now and then. I mean, grab a glass of wine or two. From her hazy eyes, it was obvious that she had taken a few glasses of wine herself,

"No, thank you, Elena. I will pass," I declined softly.

"Speaking of which, I have never seen you gulp a single glass of wine. Don't tell me you don't drink." She countered

"Exactly, Elena, I don't drink."

"Whatever. Ugh, you are so boring." she turned her back to me, swirling her glass of wine in the air as she walked away.

"You still have some work to do, Miss, I called behind her.

"My timetable sa