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.

man and woman racing cars

happen between two people, and none

after the divorce and all of them were planning to make a move to devour

that

react to the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only

voice as calm as

executives could sense a change in him judging by the way he

forehead were

a smile on his face

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

wrong

his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present detailed data and

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

he turned to

simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting and leaving

his office, he pushed the windows open in

followed after him. “Mr.

assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo

by the groundless accusation. That’s because you opened the windows to

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

he finally

it was the first time to see Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to fire a group of people without a

room temperature dropped, Leo felt slightly calmer. He walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his hands on his

get angry just because Bria told me that

asking him whether he had fallen for Amelie. He also remembered himself admitting his feelings, but it was only because he felt

learning the news that she was meeting up with

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

his nose as his expression returned

business dinner later is important, though. Mr.

cold shiver run down his

immediately complied with his boss’ wish.

…

at the racetrack at 9.00PM

was oval in shape like the others, and the audience could sit in the grandstand

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

front of her nose. Just then, two beams of white light illuminated

make out the intruder behind

car’s skirting had almost touched

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

warmly, Amelie walked over, only to find another car parked next

out of the