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.

hear the man’s name clearly, she remembered the rendezvous point, so she immediately told Leo afterward. Other than that, she

the weight of the news and eventually pressed into a

woman racing

ever happen between two people, and none of them was related to car racing

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

tight that his fingernails sank

let

kept his voice as calm

a change in him judging by the

veins in his forehead were bulging due

him leaving the room with a

strode toward his seat. Instead of sitting back, he put his hands on the table to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces from a

looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances in the

the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present detailed data and in-depth information to prove his decision was right, so

the motorsport industry? Is there

also confused, so he turned to Leo

question by dismissing the meeting and leaving the

he returned to his office, he pushed the windows open

after him. “Mr.

haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air.

because you opened the windows to the hot weather outside! It’s not the air

were running through his mind, he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without a word before lowering the

last, he finally turned to

to the degree that he tried to fire a group of people without

sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting

Why did I get angry just because Bria told

remembered himself admitting

news that she was

Leo’s desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston, is there anything

to reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as

later is important, though. Mr. Smith

felt a cold shiver run down his spine as Leo gave him a death

immediately complied with his boss’

…

arrived at the racetrack

in shape like the others, and the audience could sit in the

the car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint and other

white light illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the dark had opened its eyes

make out the intruder

a sports car painted in a custom scheme. The car’s skirting had almost

in his white racing suit, Chris got down from the car with

Amelie walked over, only to find another car parked next