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 cars at

imagine other scenes that could ever happen between two people, and none of

were understandable. After all, Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and

tight that his fingernails sank into

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

his voice as calm as

returned to the office, the executives could sense a change in him judging by the way he

in his forehead

with a smile on his face a

to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces from a commanding position. “Whoever has acquaintances

What’s wrong with

rewarded and punished people equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor

in the motorsport industry?

also confused, so he

the question by dismissing

pushed the windows open in frustration

followed after him.

have been neglecting your responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo accused with a

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

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

he finally

first time to see Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to

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

because Bria told me that Amelie

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

thought that learning the news that she was meeting up with another man would affect

Eugene asked warily, “Mr.

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

later is important,

he could finish his words, he felt a cold shiver run

his

…

at the racetrack at

oval in shape like the others, and the audience could sit in the grandstand and look down at the

car, Amelie smelled

fanning motion in front of her nose. Just then, two beams of white light illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the dark had

make out the

them was a sports car painted in a custom scheme. The car’s skirting had almost

from the car with a racing helmet in his hand, looking both

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

out