My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

Chapter 44

At the Royal Hotel was a man in white with a small suitcase. The hair behind his head was tied up, and his fringe was parted

As the wind blew, his hair danced beautifully along with it.

At this moment, his head was lowered, seemingly pondering on something.

“Mr. Walsh!” A clear female voice resounded from afar, forcing him to snap out of his thoughts. He raised his head and saw a girl on the opposite side.

She had a fitted light-colored t-shirt on with white cropped pants. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, which was swaying in the air, making her look dazzling.

Toby seemed to be enthralled by her. Only after a while did he reply, “Miss Dillon? Why are you here?*

Amelie walked over to him and showed him the paper in her hand.

After he squinted his eyes to look and saw the paper in her hand, he seemed to understand what she came for.

Since she ran all the way here, she was panting a little. I’ll help you convince Skaynia’s Owen,” she proclaimed.

At this moment, Toby’s calm brows suddenly rose, and he looked at her in surprise. He didn’t know that she would suddenly agree to this. “Really?”

She smiled and explained, “You think so highly of my father’s traditional shoe-making technique. How can I not provide you with a little help? She pointed at the contract in her hand

The quoted price in the contract was 30 million! A shoemaking technique worth 30 million was an extremely high price.

Even if Steven’s traditional technique was really precious, with Toby’s method, it would not be a surprise if he reduced it to a million or even hundreds of thousands.

“But please amend the contract,” she continued. “300 thousand will be enough.”

Hearing that, Toby looked at her in confusion. “Is 30 million not a good price?”

“30 million is good, but it will scare my father.” Steven was just thinking about passing down his skills, so he didn’t look at the price; otherwise, he would definitely be so shocked that he would cause some trouble.

In fact, Amelie knew very well the real reason Toby quoted this 30 million; he was paying her in advance for her to convince Owen.

whether I can convince him.” She analyzed everything clearly. “Also, since you helped me twice, I’ll take

an obvious upset in his eyes. He

I’m Leo’s friend?” he

Amelie looked at him, puzzled.

replied almost instantly before taking over the contract

smile, she took back the contract. “Please send me the necessary documents when you go back, Mr. Walsh, but I still have another

he raised his

discuss business, but Leo can’t tag

He treated you quite badly in those days. Don’t you want to take this

there was not much of an

four years ago, and this project could have been started at that time. If you tell him now that you’re Foxy, the egg on his

friend? You’re actually asking me to embarrass him?” Amelie commented half-jokingly.

recall the two times he saved her when she looked like

hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see each other for the rest of our lives. Embarrassing him doesn’t

this so openly, it was obvious that she had already let this go.

isn’t it time to start the

straighter than he usually did to make himself

Amelie didn’t look at him and just shook her head. “I just want to have a

her lose herself and even hurt her family, so she didn’t want this tragedy to happen again. She also didn’t have the energy to start a new

he froze there for a moment. He felt as though something

bad,” he mumbled under his

just waved her hands at him to say goodbye. “Have a safe trip

home, she suddenly heard a vulgar curse. “Such a

of a girl, seemingly rebuking the

happened to see that a woman was pushing a little girl in front of her. The little girl

was wearing a floral-printed shirt and pants with her shirttail rolled up, making

200 thousand to save him when he was born. Can your family compensate us if you hurt him?” She emphasized the word ‘200 thousand’ as though that was a

but go nearer. “What’s going on?” She strode to Bria’s back and held her

face. Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon?

to give us the fruit that only VIPs’ can eat, but

was nowhere to be seen. She scoffed, “Good that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands

big, chubby boy in Abby’s arms. His arm was as thick as Bria’s thigh.