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

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

all, Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and all of

his fists so tight that his fingernails

react to the pain, let alone grunt. Instead,

as calm as ever the whole

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

in his forehead were bulging due to

him leaving the room with 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

exchanged looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances

he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer

have acquaintances in the motorsport industry?

was also confused, so he

by dismissing the meeting

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

followed after

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

because you opened the

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

finally turned to

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

dropped, Leo felt slightly calmer. He walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word.

I get angry just because Bria told me that

remembered himself admitting his feelings, but it was only because he felt at peace around

the news that she was meeting

the meeting minutes on Leo’s desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston, is there anything

of his nose as his

dinner later is important, though. Mr. Smith

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

immediately complied with his

…

the racetrack at

could sit in the grandstand and look down at

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

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

eyes to make out the

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

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

only to find another car

out of the

at the sight of the