When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 214

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 this state.”“Why you little…” Melissa’s lips were trembling, but she didn’t push matters any further. Like magic, she quickly calmed down and looked around.Amelie smirked. What a hypocrite. Doesn’t she get tired of putting on this act?When she noticed the coast was clear, Melissa hissed, “Six hundred grand. That enough for you?” A frown furrowed her almost-perfect brows.Amelie was counting the zeroes on the checks. Three hundred thousand each. “Generous.” She throws money at everyone she meets. Of