A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

“I’ve recorded the whole thing; it’s more integrated than Miss Clayton’s. It even includes our discussion about life and death. So if you don’t mind, Miss Clayton, I’ll show it to everyone now.”

Calmly, Amelie fished out her phone and started scrolling.

Meanwhile, Elyse looked at Amelie like she was looking at a ghost, fixing her gaze on Amelie’s collar.

Did she really fix a camera on her collar that day? When did she do it? Was it after she entered her car?

She tried hard to recollect the moment and was certain she didn’t see any cameras. However, when she saw how composed Amelie was looking, she became absolutely terrified, and suddenly, she was certain Amelie had indeed fixed a camera on her collar.

She captured the whole thing? Even our discussion about life and death? What discussion about life and death?!

The next second, a memory hit her. Amelie had asked why I wanted to kill her. What was my answer? What was it?

Elyse wracked her brain but couldn’t find any denial. Yes. She didn’t refute it, which also meant it was a silent admission!

If that video gets out, everyone will know that I intended to kill Amelie! I’ll be done for!

As though something triggered her nerve, Elyse pounced on Amelie to seize the phone. However, the latter was agile as she slithered her arm through Elyse and raised the phone above her head.

“What are you doing, Miss Clayton?” Amelie asked plainly as she fiddled with the phone hanging above her head carelessly.

However, Elyse merely continued to shake Amelie’s arm violently, hoping the phone would eventually slip. Yet, it stuck to Amelie’s fingers like a magnet. How exasperating!

“Relax, Miss Clayton. I will release the complete clip since you’re so eager to watch it.” Amelie deliberately twisted Elyse’s intention and walked toward the studio.

She’s going to play the video on the big screen?!

“Don’t!” Elyse stopped Amelie at all costs, scared sh*tless.

with just one hand while using the other

she had to do was press the play button,

and there weren’t many people, but word of mouth from these people alone

Elyse sneakily turned her live stream off and half-kneeled at Amelie, begging, “I’m sorry, Amelie, please give me

Amelie asked with feigned bewilderment

ourselves anymore and let the video tell the truth,” Amelie grumbled impatiently, then pressed on her

the truth. She couldn’t care about anything else

finger and

she began realizing she had been siding with the wrong person

other hand, kept wiping the sweat on his forehead. Thank goodness I hadn’t been too rude, or I’d have offended a big

dog. “A woman

shouldn’t have…” Elyse lifted her head in pain. As infuriated as she was, she dared not

I turned the live stream off in advance, or things will become troublesome

she would still be able to find other jobs even if she lost her chance with ‘Show Your Love’ after

at Amelie, only to find the latter waving her phone at

screen was directed at her, and

is… She’s live-streaming?! She live-streamed

confession… One hundred million people witnessed her

it a violent wham, and she dropped to the

then helped Elyse up and even thoughtfully patted the dust off her before whispering in her ear, “This is called beating someone at their own game. You taught me this, so you can’t blame me

continued to fix the former’s skirt and straps thoughtfully

on the other hand, said nothing

her phone while speaking at a volume only the two could hear before turning

I’ve been

to leave. “I’m really sorry for just now. I hope

had also willingly joined the show, so she naturally couldn’t back out halfway.