A Matter of Wife and Love

Leo didn’t immediately react to the ringing phone, but he recalled adding Bria’s number and allowing her interruption.

No matter what he was doing at the moment, she was allowed to call him at any time.

He turned on the ‘do not disturb’ mode to silence his phone before the meeting. Thus, only her number was allowed through even though he was busy.

He flipped his phone over and saw the expected caller ID.

The others in the room were watching him with close attention.

The moment they saw his gaze land on the phone, they were expecting him to immediately reject the call because it was only natural for him.

“Hello?”

To their surprise, the man’s response was the opposite of their expectations.

Leo reached for the phone and pushed his chair back with a calm expression as all eyes were on him.

Tapping on the table, he gestured for Eugene to continue the meeting without him before he walked out of the room, leaving the others gaping in shock.

The reason was that they could see a smile forming at the corners of his lips and stretching across his face after he answered the call.

Is that a smile? Mr. Alston? Smiling? Is this a dream?

The executive’s hearts thundered in their chests because their minds were blown by their discovery.

“I wonder, who’s calling Mr. Alston?”

Even though they were a bunch of top talents trained to become the elites, some of them were eager to find out the identity of the caller after witnessing Leo’s smile.

After all, Leo didn’t even smile like that back when he was dating Elyse.

Eugene scanned around the room blandly. “Don’t talk about Mr. Alston behind his back unless you’re hoping to get fired.”

In a split second, complete silence fell between them.

Outside the room where nobody was watching, Leo held the phone in his hand as his expression softened. “Bria, did you call because something happened?”

“Yes.” Bria nodded her head vigorously, her round eyes on her fair face widened to build a sense of mystery. “Daddy, there’s something you need to know. Mommy and a man are planning to race cars tonight.”

Leo already knew that Amelie was a pro racing driver, but he couldn’t help but be surprised at Bria’s words. “Just the two of them?”

“Yes!” She nodded again.

man’s name clearly, she remembered the rendezvous point, so she immediately

were slowly pulled downward by the weight of the news and eventually pressed

woman racing cars at

happen between two people, and none of them was

were understandable. After all, Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and

so tight that his fingernails sank into

the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only

as calm

a change in him

his forehead were

leaving the room with a smile on his

the table to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces from a commanding position. “Whoever has acquaintances in the motorsport industry can round up his team and pack their things. I don’t want to see any of

looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with

person who rewarded and punished people equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present

industry? Is there a trend to prove those people are

also confused, so he

simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting

to his office, he pushed the windows open in frustration before he stood there with his arms

followed after

responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo accused with a frown

aback by the groundless accusation. That’s because you opened the windows to

thoughts were running through his mind, he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago

finally turned

the degree that he

there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his lap, he knitted his

I get angry just because Bria told me that

Amelie. He also remembered himself admitting his feelings, but it was only because he

thought that learning the news that she was meeting up with another man would affect him that

meeting minutes on Leo’s desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston, is

He massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression returned to its original

“The business dinner later is important,

a cold shiver run down his spine as Leo gave

complied with his boss’ wish.

…

the racetrack at

the audience could sit in the grandstand and look down at the race circuit when there

car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint

Just then, two beams of white light illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the dark had opened its eyes upon smelling

narrowed her eyes to make out the intruder behind the strong

scheme. The car’s skirting had almost touched the ground and

from the car with a racing helmet

Amelie walked over, only to find another car