When I Was A Wallflower

On the other end of the line, Victor cut to the chase and said, "The boss of Starlight Media is exceptionally well-hidden, and it's very difficult to obtain verified information. However, we've concluded one thing. The owner's a lady."

"A lady?" A mysterious smile appeared on Leo's lips.

Amelie was using a woman to ward him off? Interesting! The uneasiness in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace because of this info.

"We're going back!" After hanging up, he held his head high and strode down the steps.

Eugene hastily got into the car. After starting the car, he said, "It's Old Mr. Walsh's birthday. What shall we prepare as a birthday gift?"

By 'Old Mr. Walsh', Eugene was referring to Toby's grandfather, Alfred Walsh. The Walshes and the Alstons were old acquaintances, and the Alstons would attend Alfred's birthday banquet every year.

Leo rubbed between his eyebrows. "I'll choose his birthday present myself."

Knowing that Leo was extremely respectful of Alfred, Eugene sounded his agreement.

…

Amelie had just ended her live stream when Julia called to inform her about her encounter with Leo earlier that day.

"That stupid Leo came early in the morning to ask me who the boss of Starlight Media was. Obviously, he was shaken by the news of your 'marriage'." Julia purposefully avoided mentioning how Leo threatened her as she criticized Leo.

Amelie listened to her babble on, occasionally giving a few brief responses.

"Say, if he knew that you own Starlight Media, would his jaw drop?" Julia guessed boldly.

"No," Amelie said indifferently.

He had calmly accepted the fact that she was Foxy, so what else could shock him?

"However, there's no need to tell him."

She had decided to cut off all ties with him, so there was no reason for her to reveal her identity. Julia, however, wanted to reveal all of Amelie's identities and shove them in Leo's face so that Leo would realize how amazing the person he used to disregard was.

She wanted Leo to regret it even more.

Of course, if Amelie didn't like it, she wouldn't do it. Hence, the two chatted for a while before hanging up.

Amelie massaged her temples. She was a little surprised that Leo didn't ask her straight away and had opted to ask Julia instead. While she was thinking, the doorbell rang.

Leo,

for a moment before walking to the door. She didn't dare open the door. Instead, she

facing the camera while he stood as if he knew she was looking at

However, Amelie wasn't interested in Toby's attractive appearance. Even though she was surprised, she still opened the door. "Why

Toby grabbed her wrist

with me," he said.

but Toby was already leading her

decorated, and it had a huge floor space. As soon as they stepped in, they

could see from the decorations that the dresses

eye as he pointed at the rows of dresses

in, her eyes immediately lit up as she said in an extra sweet voice, "Welcome. Our dresses are all designed by famous designers, and there's

for?" Amelie didn't move as she

that I got a girlfriend, so he wanted me

It was only then that she remembered she had promised she would pretend

there. You don't have to make this extra trip,"

Toby was being a little too

lips into a smile. "I'm asking for your help, so of course, I have to

and held it up toward her. "This one suits you."

Toby was in white as well, so she felt

pointed at the bright red dress in

discerning eyes. If you want to wear red, he will notice that something is wrong right

end, she had no choice

one you're dating. Would it be weird if I wore a

she simply didn't want

"Don't worry. My grandfather is a modern man. The birthday banquet tonight is themed after masquerades and cosplays, so you won't stand out by wearing

that she couldn't escape, Amelie could

went to get her hair done. It wasn't until 6.00PM

7.00PM by the time they arrived at the Walsh Residence. The Walshes had quite a prominent status in Clouson City, and Alfred's birthday banquet was

of luxurious cars were already parked outside the Walsh Residence. The Walsh Residence was situated at the foot of a

the large antique doors, and the manor looked like it belonged to a wealthy family in ancient times. Despite his white hair, Alfred looked sprightly as he stood at the door in his traditional clothing, exchanging pleasantries with

in no hurry to

also his uncles and aunts. Everyone was wearing a mask, so their

before. She was

forward and