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 at

happen between two people, and none of them was related

understandable. After all, Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and

fists so tight that his fingernails

the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he

his voice as calm as

a change in him judging by the way

his forehead were

a smile on his face a moment

he scanned the others’ faces from a commanding position. “Whoever has acquaintances in the

wrong with having acquaintances in the motorsport

Leo was a fair person 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 present detailed data and in-depth information to prove his decision was

motorsport industry? Is there a trend to prove those

so he turned to Leo for the

the question by dismissing the meeting

pushed the windows open in frustration before he stood there with

followed after him.

been neglecting your responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo accused with a frown between

opened the windows to the hot weather outside! It’s not the air conditioner’s

though these thoughts were running through his mind, he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment

he finally turned

the

sat there without saying a word.

Bria told me that Amelie has planned to race against another man

remembered Toby asking him whether he had fallen for Amelie. He also remembered himself admitting his feelings,

that she was meeting up

meeting minutes on Leo’s desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr.

brought Leo back to reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression returned to its original

dinner later is important, though. Mr.

he felt a cold shiver run

with his boss’

…

at the

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

car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint

illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking

eyes to make out the

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

from the car with a racing

Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only to find another car parked

got out of

at the