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.

man and woman racing cars

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

the divorce and all of them were planning to make a

his fists so tight that his fingernails sank

pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only

calm as ever the whole

a change in him

in his forehead were bulging due

the room with a smile on his face a moment

table to support his weight as he scanned the others’

exchanged looks wordlessly. What’s wrong

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 data and in-depth information to prove his decision was right,

to have acquaintances in the motorsport industry? Is there a

confused, so he turned to Leo

Leo simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting and leaving the

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

after

not even

That’s because you opened the windows to

shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without a word before lowering the

finally turned

see Leo getting angry to the

there without saying a word. Resting his

I get angry just because Bria

himself admitting his feelings, but

that she was meeting

meeting minutes on Leo’s desk, Eugene

brought Leo back to reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression returned to its original state. “Turn down the business dinner

surprise. “The business dinner later is important,

could finish his words, he felt a cold shiver run down

complied with his

…

at the racetrack

was oval in shape like the others, and the audience could sit

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

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

narrowed her eyes to make out the intruder behind the strong

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

from the car with a racing helmet in his hand,

Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only

out of the

frowned slightly at the sight of the