Chapter 44

At the Royal Hotel was a man in white with a small suitcase. The hair behind his head was tied up, and his fringe was parted

As the wind blew, his hair danced beautifully along with it.

At this moment, his head was lowered, seemingly pondering on something.

“Mr. Walsh!” A clear female voice resounded from afar, forcing him to snap out of his thoughts. He raised his head and saw a girl on the opposite side.

She had a fitted light-colored t-shirt on with white cropped pants. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, which was swaying in the air, making her look dazzling.

Toby seemed to be enthralled by her. Only after a while did he reply, “Miss Dillon? Why are you here?*

Amelie walked over to him and showed him the paper in her hand.

After he squinted his eyes to look and saw the paper in her hand, he seemed to understand what she came for.

Since she ran all the way here, she was panting a little. I’ll help you convince Skaynia’s Owen,” she proclaimed.

At this moment, Toby’s calm brows suddenly rose, and he looked at her in surprise. He didn’t know that she would suddenly agree to this. “Really?”

She smiled and explained, “You think so highly of my father’s traditional shoe-making technique. How can I not provide you with a little help? She pointed at the contract in her hand

The quoted price in the contract was 30 million! A shoemaking technique worth 30 million was an extremely high price.

Even if Steven’s traditional technique was really precious, with Toby’s method, it would not be a surprise if he reduced it to a million or even hundreds of thousands.

“But please amend the contract,” she continued. “300 thousand will be enough.”

Hearing that, Toby looked at her in confusion. “Is 30 million not a good price?”

“30 million is good, but it will scare my father.” Steven was just thinking about passing down his skills, so he didn’t look at the price; otherwise, he would definitely be so shocked that he would cause some trouble.

In fact, Amelie knew very well the real reason Toby quoted this 30 million; he was paying her in advance for her to convince Owen.

can convince him.” She analyzed everything clearly. “Also, since you helped me twice, I’ll take this fully as returning

at her, and there was an obvious upset in his eyes. He

because I’m Leo’s friend?” he asked

Amelie looked at

taking

back the contract. “Please send me the

he raised his brows. “What

you to other places to discuss business, but Leo can’t tag along. Also,

those days. Don’t

there was not much of an expression on

could

really Leo’s friend? You’re actually asking me to

smiling face, it made him recall the two times he saved her when she looked like a

put a strand of her hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see each other for the rest of our lives. Embarrassing him

the way she talked about this so openly, it

already let it go, isn’t it time to start the next relationship? What kind of man are you

question, he stood straighter than

and just shook her head. “I just want to have a peaceful

made her lose herself and even hurt her family, so she didn’t want this tragedy

for a moment. He felt as though something

bad,” he mumbled

meant, but she just waved her hands at him to say goodbye.

from home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse. “Such a rude br*t! How can

girl, seemingly rebuking the

pushing a little girl in front of her. The little girl backed a few steps from the push, and that little girl was

woman who pushed her had messy hair and was wearing a floral-printed shirt and pants with her shirttail rolled up, making her look

you can lay your hands on! We spent 200 thousand to save him when he was born. Can your family compensate us if you hurt

go nearer. “What’s going on?” She strode to Bria’s back and held her shoulders. Only then did

Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon? When Amelie recognized

fruit that only VIPs’ can eat, but now she’s already

to be seen. She scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands on my grandson.

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