My Sugar And Your Spice

Chapter 78 Who on Earth Is Foxy?

As if struck by lightning, Elyse couldn’t even stand stably as her legs had turned to jelly. At the same time, her mind started buzzing. If Amelie is indeed Foxy, then I’m in no way comparable to her…

“Let’s leave,” Leo suggested, interrupting Elyse’s thoughts. Despite the shocking news, he remained calm and collected. On the other hand, Elyse was unable to move as her legs were leaden, taking a lot of effort to get back into the car.

Leo then drove the car to the hotel. Upon their arrival, he told Elyse to get some rest before heading somewhere private with Toby. When they arrived at a quiet place, Leo fished out a cigarette and placed it between his lips before asking, “Who on earth is Foxy?”

Toby felt his chest tightening even though Leo didn’t look at him. Leo’s sensitive, so he must have a reason. Suppressing the guilt that he felt, Toby pretended to be calm and questioned, “Why are you asking about it?”

Leo lit up the cigarette and took a deep breath. Surrounded by smoke, he squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment. “I’d like to meet her.”

He wants to meet her? That’s no different from killing me. “Since when did you become interested in any women other than Elyse?” Toby breathed shakily and tried to dissuade him. “Forget it. She’s a low-profile person, so I don’t think she’d want to meet you.”

Leo turned his head and stared fixedly at him in silence. His gaze was so dark and deep that it was as though he could see through Toby’s heart. Faced with the man’s stare, Toby almost forgot to breathe.

“Also, why is Amelie here?” Leo stunned him with another question.

Toby felt his legs shaking, but he responded quickly, replying, “Is she here? I had no idea. By the way, Foxy said she’s going to a church, so I’ll have to pick her up now.” With that, he left the place in a hurry and pretended to give Foxy a call.

Leo watched him leave and thought about Amelie again. Is she here for the boss of Starlight Media? There’s something off about her relationship with that man. He divorced his wife for Amelie and set aside a lot of money for Bria’s future. I suppose he loves her deeply. However, I’ve never heard that they’re going to get married, nor have they interacted with each other in any public event. I have a feeling that the so-called boss of Starlight Media does not exist. Why would I be worried about someone insignificant?

He rubbed the center of his brows and shook off his thoughts before leaving.

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to the main topic. She talked about the project those from Genesis had

doing business with anyone from Capland, but this project is worth a shot.” Amelie appeared sincere. She wasn’t blindly praising the project. On the contrary, she had pored over it and thought that it was indeed marvelous. “If we can make this happen, it’ll be beneficial to you and

different. Therefore, he picked up

her coffee until Owen was done reading the last page. She looked

acumen.” When Owen spoke to her, his

a certain degree of risk. Nevertheless, it is for this reason that there’s room for growth

“You have a point, and I trust your

him for his reasons as she nodded in response. “It’s fine. I’ll leave the proposal here so that

a while longer. Owen couldn’t help asking about her marriage. “I heard you’re married. Why isn’t he

of marriage, the smile on Amelie’s face faded as

the table. “How could he dump a wonderful girl

man blowing his top for her, she found it heart-warming and funny at the same time. “What’s so good about me? Only

belittling yourself!” Owen stared at her. He didn’t look as sedate as he usually

didn’t take his words seriously. She didn’t stay for long, excusing herself after a while. Owen personally saw her off. At the entrance, Amelie fished out the amulet she had obtained earlier and presented it to him with both hands.

his thumb over the amulet for

looked at his narrowed eyes beneath the gray hair and pressed her lips together. “I hope you’ll let yourself

was fully aware of what happened between Owen and his ex-wife. His cruelty to his ex-wife was proportional to his resentment toward her.

Owen looked at her as a hint of warmth flashed across his usually icy cold gaze. With his lips curving

wealth away. He had no choice but to borrow money, and his business came crashing down. His hair practically turned gray overnight, and he

had written and figured that he was trying to kill himself. As such, she took the initiative to contact him and placate him. She even came all the way to