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.

not sure whether I can convince him.” She analyzed everything clearly. “Also, since you helped me twice, I’ll take this fully as returning

her, and there was an obvious upset in his eyes. He could tell that she didn’t want to

friend?” he asked

that, Amelie looked at

almost instantly before taking over the contract to change the quotation.

relief. With a smile, she took back the contract. “Please send me the necessary documents when you go back, Mr. Walsh, but

raised his brows. “What is

trying to convince Owen, I can follow you to other places to discuss business, but Leo can’t tag along.

quickly. “Why? He treated you quite badly in those days. Don’t you want to take this opportunity to leave an

much of an expression on her

“If Leo cared a little about you, he would know that you’re Foxy four years ago, and this project could have been started

you really Leo’s friend? You’re actually asking me to

at her smiling face, it made him recall the two times he saved her when she looked like a mess, and it wrenched his

her hair behind her ear. “The best thing to do after a divorce is not see each other for the

she talked about this so openly, it

isn’t it time to start the next relationship? What

he usually

to have a peaceful life now.” What she meant was that she already had no expectations for relationships.

so she didn’t want this tragedy to happen again. She also didn’t have the energy

froze there for a moment.

he mumbled under

she just waved her hands at him to say goodbye.

hotel and was about a turn away from home, she suddenly heard

a clear voice of a girl, seemingly rebuking the comment, and that

front of her. The little girl backed a few steps from the push, and

had messy hair and was wearing a floral-printed shirt and pants

she bellowed, “My grandson is not someone you can lay your hands on! We spent 200 thousand to save him when he was born. Can your family compensate

moment, Amelie couldn’t help but go nearer. “What’s going on?” She strode to Bria’s

was an unrefined face. Isn’t she Mrs. Gordon? When Amelie

the fruit that only VIPs’ can eat, but

“Good that you’re here. Your daughter laid her hands

arms. His arm was as thick as Bria’s thigh. Yet, at that time, he was wiping off his