A Matter of Wife and Love

But Melissa snapped out of it and read into the matter. The more she thought about it, the more she was sure Amelie was no Foxy. Or at least, she wasn’t the original Foxy. If she had that kind of skill, she would’ve shown it off when she was married to Leo. Nobody would hide their own best side, especially not the finest people in the world. And besides, nobody liked her back then. She could’ve used this as leverage to make us take her seriously. Also…

Most people would have a ton of excuses to wave away the facts that didn’t align with their preconceived notions. Cognitive dissonance, so to speak, and Melissa had fallen into it. And now she had a new theory. Amelie used Julia to change Foxy’s account ownership. She’s still useless. She doesn’t want us to find out she’s still useless. If we do find out, we’d take Bria away from her. And once we have her custody, Amelie would have no reason to see Leo, and she would have no chance to return to our family.

Melissa didn’t tell him about her theory. Instead, she placed a voice recorder on the table. “Listen to this.” And then she left without saying a word.

Leo remained in his seat for a while before he finally turned the recorder on. At first, he heard white noise, and then he heard Amelie’s voice.

She said a lot, but all Leo remembered was one particular line she said. “He’s my ex. No matter how bad my life might get, I will never take back the trash I’ve thrown away.”

He clenched his fist, his face tensing up. I am nothing but trash to her? And then his grip became so strong, he broke the recorder.

When Victor came in, he was met with Leo and his bloody hand. Whoops. He ignored the scene and handed him something. “The file you want. It’s about Amelie.”

Leo grunted calmly.

Victor asked nothing. He nodded and drifted away like a phantom.

realized it was from Leo’s office, they exchanged a look. None of these employees had ever seen Leo fly into a rage. No matter what kind of crisis the company had to

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negotiating, and the matter came to a close. Julia was about to pick Bria up with Amelie,

busied herself for a while before she turned her laptop off and made her way to Brianna’s kindergarten. Her daughter wasn’t around, but her new teacher was. Her

left with a young gentleman,” the new teacher

someone to kidnap Brianna. That incident left her with an injured leg that still wasn’t healed. Once bitten, twice shy, and Amelie worried

quickly explained, “I think he’s Bria’s

“Thank you.” She went back to her car and called Leo, but he didn’t pick it up. She had no idea why Leo took Brianna away,

made her way to Leo’s office easily. With her worry

“Enter,” said Leo coolly.

desk, working on something. His lips were pursed, and his attention was focused on his work. But she couldn’t see what he was doing, not when his computer was

over to Leo. “Where’s Bria? You took her,

raised his head, the look in his eyes dark as the night. “She’s asleep. In the waiting room,” he

instinctively,

private quarter,”

door handle, wondering why he said

have thrown away, aren’t I? Didn’t know you had a habit of dumpster diving.” He stopped a few inches before

Melissa. She recorded it? Amelie looked a little awkward. She didn’t mean to talk him down, but Melissa was being pushy, so she had to say something. Yet now the one she denigrated heard her comment, and he was asking for an explanation. Awkward. “Sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to say that. If you don’t like it, you can hurl any insult you want at me.” She bowed and put both her hands before

she an idiot? “If I’m nothing but