Chapter 13

　　Tracey's POV 　　"Miss, you are not allowed to get in there..." The security guards at Standard Genome Tower tried to block my way. 　　"I need to see Lucas Plarre right now!" I ignored them and kept walking in. 　　"Everyone wants to see Mr. Plarre, but they have to take a number and wait." 　　"He took away my son. That means I don't need to take a fucking number. If you don't go up there and tell him to take my son down right now, I will set this damn building on fire and flame him out." I said in a calm and controlled voice, so nobody on the site would think that I was joking. 　　"We'll have to call for the police now, Miss." 　　"Yeah, do it right now before I call them. I'll see how Lucas Plarre explains why my son is at his possession." I stared at those security guards while taking out my mobile phone. 　　My ex-husband's personal assistant appeared and exclaimed, "Miss Stewart! Thank goodness that you're here! I was about to call you! Please come with me! I'll take you upstairs. Mr. Plar