My Sugar And Your Spice

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.

Owen has some connections with me, I’m not sure whether I can convince him.” She analyzed everything clearly. “Also,

an obvious upset in his eyes. He could tell that she didn’t want to owe him

I’m Leo’s friend?” he asked out of

that, Amelie looked at him,

taking

smile, she took back the contract. “Please send

heard that, he raised his brows. “What

business, but Leo can’t tag along. Also, I hope you won’t let him

those days. Don’t you want to take this opportunity

there was not much of an expression

Foxy four years ago, and this project could have been started at that time. If you tell him now that you’re Foxy, the egg on his face is definitely a rotten

friend? You’re actually asking me to embarrass him?” Amelie

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

hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see

so openly, it was obvious that she had already let this

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

he stood straighter than

and just shook her head. “I just want to have a peaceful life now.” What she meant was that

her family, so she didn’t want this tragedy to happen again. She also didn’t have

the anticipation in his eyes dissipated along with her words, and he froze there for a moment. He felt as though something inside him had been taken away, leaving a big empty

he mumbled under his

he meant, but she just waved her hands

hotel and was about a turn away from home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse. “Such a rude br*t! How can you lay your

of a girl, seemingly

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

a floral-printed shirt and pants

when he was born. Can your family compensate

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

her messy hair was an unrefined face. Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon? When

us the fruit that only VIPs’ can

politeness was nowhere to be seen. She scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands on my grandson. What are you going to do about

arm was as thick as Bria’s thigh. Yet, at that time, he