A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Leo didn’t immediately react to the ringing phone, but he recalled adding Bria’s number and allowing her interruption.

No matter what he was doing at the moment, she was allowed to call him at any time.

He turned on the ‘do not disturb’ mode to silence his phone before the meeting. Thus, only her number was allowed through even though he was busy.

He flipped his phone over and saw the expected caller ID.

The others in the room were watching him with close attention.

The moment they saw his gaze land on the phone, they were expecting him to immediately reject the call because it was only natural for him.

“Hello?”

To their surprise, the man’s response was the opposite of their expectations.

Leo reached for the phone and pushed his chair back with a calm expression as all eyes were on him.

Tapping on the table, he gestured for Eugene to continue the meeting without him before he walked out of the room, leaving the others gaping in shock.

The reason was that they could see a smile forming at the corners of his lips and stretching across his face after he answered the call.

Is that a smile? Mr. Alston? Smiling? Is this a dream?

The executive’s hearts thundered in their chests because their minds were blown by their discovery.

“I wonder, who’s calling Mr. Alston?”

Even though they were a bunch of top talents trained to become the elites, some of them were eager to find out the identity of the caller after witnessing Leo’s smile.

After all, Leo didn’t even smile like that back when he was dating Elyse.

Eugene scanned around the room blandly. “Don’t talk about Mr. Alston behind his back unless you’re hoping to get fired.”

In a split second, complete silence fell between them.

Outside the room where nobody was watching, Leo held the phone in his hand as his expression softened. “Bria, did you call because something happened?”

“Yes.” Bria nodded her head vigorously, her round eyes on her fair face widened to build a sense of mystery. “Daddy, there’s something you need to know. Mommy and a man are planning to race cars tonight.”

Leo already knew that Amelie was a pro racing driver, but he couldn’t help but be surprised at Bria’s words. “Just the two of them?”

“Yes!” She nodded again.

Even though she couldn’t hear the man’s name clearly, she remembered the rendezvous point, so she immediately told Leo afterward. Other than that, she also reminded him, “Remember, it’s 9.00PM. Don’t forget about it.”

Leo’s curling lips were slowly pulled downward by the weight of the news and eventually pressed into a thin line.

woman racing cars

could ever happen between two people, and none of them was related

many men after the divorce and all of them were planning

that his fingernails sank

let alone grunt.

kept his voice as calm

the executives could sense a change in him judging by the

veins in his forehead were

the room with a smile on his face a

on the table to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces

wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances in

and punished people equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present detailed

in the motorsport industry? Is there

so he turned to

Leo simply answered the question by dismissing

to his office, he pushed the windows open in frustration before

after

have been neglecting your responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold

the windows

though these thoughts were running through his mind, he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without

last, he finally turned

Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to fire a group

temperature dropped, Leo felt slightly calmer. He walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his lap, he knitted his brows in annoyance

with me? Why did I get angry just because Bria told me that Amelie has planned

He also remembered himself admitting his feelings, but it was only because he felt

she was meeting

desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston, is there

brought Leo back to reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as his

surprise. “The business dinner later is important, though. Mr. Smith

could finish his words, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine as Leo gave him a

his boss’

…

the

in shape like the others, and the audience could sit in the grandstand and look down at the race circuit when

car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint

her nose. Just then, two beams of white light illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the

her eyes to make out the

sports car painted in a custom scheme. The car’s skirting had almost touched the ground and it

suit, Chris got down from the car with a racing helmet in his hand, looking both handsome

evening.” Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only

got out of

slightly at the sight of the uninvited