When I Was A Wallflower

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.

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

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

it because I’m Leo’s friend?” he

Amelie looked at

before taking over the contract to change 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 you go back, Mr. Walsh, but

Toby heard that, he raised

Owen, I can follow you to other places to discuss business, but Leo can’t tag along. Also, I hope you won’t let

those days. Don’t

not much of an

and this project could have been started at that time.

asking me

two times he saved her when she

head a little, she put a strand of her hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a

way she talked about this so openly, it was obvious that she had

fluttered. “Since you’ve already let it go, isn’t it time to start the

he stood straighter than he usually did to make himself look

head. “I just want to have a peaceful life now.”

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

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

mumbled under his

but she just waved her hands

a turn away from home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse. “Such

clear voice of a girl, seemingly rebuking the

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

who pushed her had messy hair and was wearing a floral-printed shirt and

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

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

was an unrefined face. Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon? When Amelie recognized the woman, she was

night to give us the fruit that

scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your

as thick as Bria’s