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.

She analyzed everything clearly. “Also, since you helped me twice,

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

I’m Leo’s friend?” he asked out of

looked

instantly before taking over the

she saw that he agreed so quickly, she heaved a sigh of relief. With a smile, she took back the contract. “Please send me the necessary documents when

that, he raised his

to discuss business, but Leo can’t tag along. Also, I hope you

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

not much of an expression on her

Leo cared a little about you, he would know that you’re 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

actually asking me to embarrass him?”

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

she put a strand of her hair behind her ear. “The best

it was obvious that she had already let

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

than he usually did to make himself

at him and just shook her head. “I just want to have a peaceful

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

for a moment. He felt

he mumbled

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

a turn away from home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse. “Such a rude br*t! How

a clear voice of a girl, seemingly rebuking the comment, and

and just happened to see that a woman was pushing a little girl in front of her. The little girl backed a few steps from the push, and that little girl was

floral-printed shirt and pants with her shirttail

she bellowed, “My grandson is not someone you can lay your hands on! We spent 200 thousand to save him when he

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

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

fruit that only VIPs’ can eat, but now she’s already

Abby saw Amelie, her politeness was nowhere to be seen. She scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your daughter

in Abby’s arms. His arm was as thick as Bria’s thigh. Yet, at