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

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

surrounded by many men after the divorce and all of them were planning to make a move to devour

clenched his fists so tight that his fingernails sank into his

to the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only answered,

calm

a change in him judging by the way he looked more

in his forehead were

a smile on

toward his seat. Instead of sitting back, he put his hands on the table to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces from a commanding position. “Whoever has acquaintances in the motorsport industry can round up his team and

wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances in the motorsport

who rewarded 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

motorsport industry? Is there

confused, so he turned

simply answered the question by dismissing

his office, he pushed the windows open in frustration before he stood there with his

after

you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo accused with a frown between

the

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

he finally turned to

him, it was the first time to see Leo getting angry to the

walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his lap, he knitted

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

Amelie. He also remembered himself admitting his

that she was meeting up

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

reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression returned to its original state. “Turn

business dinner later

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

with his boss’ wish. “All

…

the racetrack at 9.00PM

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

from the car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint and other

light illuminated the

her eyes to make out the intruder behind

them was a sports car painted in a custom scheme. The car’s skirting had almost touched

down from the car with a racing helmet in his hand,

evening.” Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only to find another

got out of the

slightly at the sight of the