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, since you helped me twice, I’ll take

Toby was still looking at her, and there was an obvious upset in his eyes. He could tell that she didn’t want to

Leo’s friend?”

Amelie looked at

he replied almost instantly before taking

heaved a sigh of relief. With a smile, she took back the contract. “Please send

heard that, he raised

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

quickly. “Why? He treated you quite badly in those days. Don’t you

much of an

a mischievous smile. “If Leo cared a little about you, he would know that you’re Foxy four years ago, and this project could have been started

asking me to embarrass him?” Amelie commented

the two times he saved her when she looked like a mess, and it

her head a little, she put a strand of her hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see each other for

it was obvious that she had already let this

moment, Toby suddenly fluttered. “Since you’ve already let it go, isn’t it time

than he usually

just want to have a peaceful life now.” What she

didn’t want this tragedy to happen again. She also didn’t have the energy to start a new

her words, and he froze there for a moment. He felt as though something inside him had been taken

mumbled under his

what he meant, but she just waved her hands at him to say goodbye. “Have a safe trip

home from the hotel and was about a turn away from home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse.

followed a clear voice of a girl, seemingly rebuking the comment, and that voice sounded

faster and just happened to see that a woman was pushing a little girl in front

was wearing a floral-printed shirt and pants

him when he was born. Can your family compensate us if you

this moment, Amelie couldn’t help but go nearer. “What’s going on?” She strode to Bria’s back and held her shoulders. Only

face. Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon? When Amelie recognized

to give us the fruit that only VIPs’ can

that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands on my grandson.

looked at the big, chubby boy in Abby’s arms. His arm was as thick as Bria’s thigh. Yet, at that time, he was wiping off his tears and looked extremely