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.

sure whether I can convince him.” She analyzed everything clearly. “Also, since

upset in his eyes. He could tell

friend?” he asked

Amelie looked at him,

replied almost instantly before taking over the contract to

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.

heard that, he raised his brows. “What

I’m trying to convince Owen, I can follow you to other places to discuss business, but

in those days. Don’t you want to take this opportunity to leave an egg on his

of

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 at that time. If you tell him

friend? You’re actually asking me to embarrass him?” Amelie commented

recall the two times he

strand of her hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see each other for the rest of our

openly, it was obvious that

you’ve already let it go, isn’t it time to start the next relationship?

the question, he stood straighter than he usually did

want to have a

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

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

he mumbled under his

he meant, but she just waved her hands at him to say goodbye.

was about a turn away from home, she suddenly heard a

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

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

messy hair and was wearing a floral-printed shirt and pants with her shirttail

to save him when he was born. Can

nearer. “What’s going on?” She strode to Bria’s back

she Mrs. Gordon? When Amelie recognized the woman, she

came to our house last night to give us the fruit that only VIPs’ can eat, but now she’s already treating Bria so

Abby saw Amelie, her politeness was nowhere to be seen. She scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands on my grandson. What are you going to do about

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