My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

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.

and woman racing

scenes that could ever happen between two people,

surrounded by many men after the divorce and all of them were planning to make

that his fingernails sank into his

pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only answered, “I

kept his voice as calm as ever the

the executives could sense a change in him judging by the

forehead were bulging due

the room with a smile on his face

sitting back, he put his hands on 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 their things. I don’t want to see any of

What’s wrong

equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present detailed data and in-depth information to

is it wrong to have acquaintances in the motorsport industry? Is there a trend to prove those

so he turned to Leo

question by dismissing the meeting and leaving

open in frustration before he stood there with his arms

followed after him.

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

by the groundless accusation. That’s because you opened the windows to the hot weather outside!

the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without a

he finally turned to

time to see Leo getting angry to the degree

sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his lap, he

me? Why did I get angry just because Bria told me

Amelie. He also remembered himself admitting his feelings, but it was

that learning the news that she was

Leo’s desk, Eugene asked warily, “Mr. Alston, is there

massaged the bridge of his nose as his expression returned to its original state. “Turn down the business

later is important, though. Mr.

could finish his words, he felt a cold shiver

with his boss’ wish.

…

arrived at the

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

from the car, Amelie smelled the mix of

of white light illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the dark had opened its eyes

out the intruder behind the strong

custom scheme. The car’s skirting had

from the car with a racing helmet

Greeting him warmly, Amelie walked over, only

got out of the