A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie placed the checks on the agreement and handed them back to Melissa. Then, mimicking her, she said, “Name your price. Sign the papers, take the money, and leave, lady.” She pointed at the line of signature.

“Why you little…” Melissa didn’t expect that. I gave her six hundred grand, and now she’s asking me to name my price? Is she insulting me, the lady of the Alston Family? I will not stand for this insult! Driven by fury, Melissa’s face contorted like something straight out of a horror movie. In the end, she flew into a rage. “Insolence!”

Amelie shot her an icy look filled with mockery and disdain. What? Don’t come into the kitchen if you can’t take the heat, lady.

Amelie’s nonchalant attitude angered Melissa even further. She pressed down on her chest and was going to reach for her Heparin. Then she held the empty checks, waving them. “You don’t get to talk like that to me. You’re nothing without Starlight. Without the help of men!”

“Really? Then write down any amount you want then. Let’s see if I’m nothing,” Amelie answered coolly.

Melissa wouldn’t do that. If she did, then that would be akin to asking money from Amelie. Even if Amelie didn’t have enough money to pay, Melissa’s image would still be ruined.

“Or I can give you cash.” Amelie crossed her arms. Do whatever you like. You don’t respect me, then I don’t respect you.

“Even if you do have money, they belong to the men behind you. It’s either Starlight’s boss or Leo!” said Melissa adamantly. She desperately needed to save what remained of her dignity. “I know you’ve been hounding Leo lately. You still like him. You still want to come back to us. Well, let me tell you something. Dream on.”

Amelie chuckled. She thinks her family means anything to me. “Mrs. Alston, I have never spent a single cent your son made, nor have I ever tried to hound him. And I do not like him either. He’s my ex. No matter how bad my life might get, I will never take back the trash I’ve thrown away. You’re a public figure. You should know better than to get into pointless arguments.”

be exiled. Forever. If you don’t listen to me, you’re going to have to face the Alstons next! And you are nothing in

to leave, but then she crashed into someone. Ow! She held her nose, and in her frustration, she wanted to yell at the

woman grabbed her by the collar. “You again, Richards? Elie might be kind enough to

well as Julia could. Her clothes were a mess, her hair was unkempt. Julia raised her fist, waving it in front of Melissa. Melissa was scared and angry, but she couldn’t break free of Julia’s grasp. And the buttons on her clothes were torn, and her heels slipped off. She looked worse for

have punched Melissa in the

broke free of Julia’s grasp

but Amelie

against people like Richards!” Julia raised her fists, her eyes wide with rage. If looks could kill, Melissa would be dead. “You go easy on her, and she’s gonna think you’re

as she backed off. Her lips were trembling, but she said, “I take

Julia couldn’t hold it in anymore. Not even Amelie could stop her. She rushed

froze in fear, and

She makes enough money to support a whole army, let alone a kid. If you have questions, tell your son to check the accounts first.” She

fours, looking like a tortoise. The crowd who was passing by stared in their direction. Under such humiliation

bother with her. And she held her friend’s hand. “Let’s

hand away and