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

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 move

tight that his

to the pain, let alone grunt. Instead,

calm as

could sense a change in him judging by the way he looked more distant

in his forehead were bulging due to

the room with a smile on his face a moment

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 pack

others exchanged looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances

equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would

motorsport industry? Is there a trend to prove

confused, so he turned

simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting and leaving the

open in frustration before he

after

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

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

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

last, he finally turned to

see Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to fire

calmer. He walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his

did I get angry just because Bria told me that Amelie has planned to race against another

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

have thought that learning the news that she was meeting

desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston,

reality. He massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression

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

cold shiver run down his spine

his

…

the racetrack at 9.00PM

audience could sit in the grandstand and look down at the race circuit when there was a

the car, Amelie smelled the mix of fresh paint

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

narrowed 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 the ground and it

got down from the car with a racing helmet in

Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only to

got out of the

frowned slightly at the sight of the