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.

woman racing cars

scenes that could ever happen between two people, and none of them was related to car racing

Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and all of them were planning to make a move to

his fists so tight that his

the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only answered,

as calm as

could sense a change in him judging by

in his forehead were bulging due to

remember him leaving the room with a smile

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 you

looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances in

Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would

motorsport industry? Is there a trend to

was also confused, so he turned to Leo for

simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting and leaving the

open in frustration before he stood there with his

followed after him.

neglecting your responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing

aback by the groundless accusation. That’s because you opened the windows to the hot weather outside! It’s not

he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without a word before lowering the air conditioner’s

finally

to see Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to fire a group of people without a good

felt slightly calmer. He walked toward the sofa and sat there without saying a word. Resting his

with me? Why did I get angry just because Bria told me that Amelie has planned to race

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

the news that she was meeting up with another

Leo’s desk, Eugene asked

of his nose as his expression returned to its original state. “Turn down

dinner later is important, though. Mr. Smith

his words, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine as

with his boss’ wish.

…

arrived at the racetrack

could sit in the

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

illuminated the dark as if a monster lurking in the dark had opened

make out the intruder behind the

a sports car painted in a custom scheme. The car’s

car with a racing

over, only to find another car parked next to

out of the