My Sugar And Your Spice

Chapter 214

would wait for her. And the moment she got into trouble, he went and helped her.”“Is that so?” Melissa cocked her eyebrow. “That’s odd.” Weird. He was only nice to Elyse. Wouldn’t care about anyone else.“Lots of people saw that. That girl’s really close to Blake. Even came to his defense.” Carol told Melissa everything she saw. “And Leo said that girl is his girlfriend. They even had a child together. Melissa, are you hiding something from me? Is he taken?”“No, of course not,” Melissa denied. Sh*t. A friend of Blake and the mother of Leo’s child? That’s Amelie. What’s going on? Why did they get together again? Melissa was furious, yet she didn’t show it. She kept putting in a good word for Leo and promised she would make Leo apologize to her.Eventually, Carol felt better, and she left happily. Once she was gone, Melissa’s face fell, her smile replaced by fury. “What are you doing, Leo? Why did you poke your nose in Amelie’s case? Damn it, I bet Amelie seduced him again. That wench!”…It was an arduous day at the training class. Eventually, Amelie came out feeling woozy, and she massaged her temples. Gods, I want to go home, but Julia wants to talk to me. Julia came to Halport that day, and she wanted to see Brianna. Amelie stood outside the coffee shop in her neighborhood, waiting for her ride. As she waited, she scrolled through the novel website, going through her stats.She then heard the clops of heels. Oh, Julia’s here. Amelie tucked away her phone and was about to say hi, but that woman stormed up to her and slammed something into her chest. Then she said shrilly, “If you need money, you come to me. Leave Leo alone!”Amelie looked at the woman before her. Melissa. Melissa’s short, curly hair tumbled down to her shoulder. She was in branded-name clothes, and her bag was as expensive as ever. Hanging from her neck was a designer necklace. She looked like a regal woman, and yet her attitude spoke of nothing but a spiteful wench.Amelie noticed the disgust hanging in her eyes. She was looking at Amelie with hatred like Amelie was a mouse. The thing she slammed into Amelie’s chest were two pieces of paper. Checks. They were fluttering down to the ground, escaping Amelie’s grasp. Amelie wasn’t angry at Melissa. She was used to Melissa’s hypocritical act. Slowly, she picked the checks up. “Now, Mrs. Alston, calm down. You don’t want anyone seeing you in