When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

Bafflement enveloped the two hosts in different degrees after reading the note as they exchanged a glance.

“Here’s the thing,” The male host hesitated for a moment before announcing with a professional smile, “The production team has decided to add another pair of guests to the show at the last minute.”

Add another pair of guests now? Can the production team be any more casual about this?!

Everyone was gobsmacked by the host’s words. Even Amelie had quirked her brows slightly.

Just who are these people the production team so willingly added in at the very last minute? mused Amelie just as the hosts told the crew to open the door and welcome the additional pair.

The music played the next second, and the golden door turned black, slowly opening, forming an increasingly wide gap.

Everyone including her looked toward the door and found a tall, slender figure exiting the door.

He had the physique of a model but a more commanding presence than one, and when he approached the stage, his movements were crisp and strong, and his presence stirred the entire studio.

“Leo Alston?!” Giada exclaimed.

“What is he doing here? Isn’t it said that he’s low-key and rarely makes an appearance?”

“What’s going on here? Are entrepreneurs beginning to steal our jobs too?”

The other celebrities began mumbling to each other.

It wasn’t just them. Amelie, too, was shocked by Leo’s appearance. Never would she have dared to imagine how things would be like in a reality TV show if the stern-looking and silent Mr. Leo Alston ever joined one.

“What is Leo also doing here?” Jodie was just as surprised. Clearly, even she wasn’t let in on this.

At that, she swept her gaze across the other female guests and landed on Amelie in the end, glaring daggers at the woman, who couldn’t help being taken aback when Amelie caught the gaze.

Why is she looking at me like that? Does she think Leo has come for me? Really? I doubt it. We’re already divorced. Even if we have any interaction because of Bria, we’d merely say hi and look away. So for whom could he have come if not me? Jodie? Doesn’t really look like it.

While musing, she found Leo’s gaze shifted in her direction, but it wasn’t on her. Rather, he sized Blake up icily.

inspect Blake for Jodie? Amelie couldn’t

Jodie do whatever she wanted,

Her gossip radar was off the charts at this point, and her eyes were

the Leo Alston we’re talking about here. The most eligible bachelor in the city. Sure, he was once married, but his looks, abilities, wealth, and family background were more than sufficient to

gazed inadvertently toward where the other guests were seated, only to coincidentally meet with Amelie’s

as his eyes were always icy.

a moment. In all her years of being a host, this

raised the microphone to her mouth. “Let’s welcome our

and what Amelie first saw was the oh-so-familiar white strap

hanging loosely around her waist, and she

guest is Elyse

turned awful at Elyse’s entrance, and they all looked

of them had forgotten how the production team had kicked the humiliated Elyse out just before the

invited an ill-reputed

director scratched his head uncomfortably while gesturing to Leo with his chin, signifying, ‘the one who pays gets the final say’. No one would

shattered into two halves and sank into the depths after receiving the director’s cues. Just how

past, he would coddle and condone her actions again and again, and now, he would even be willing to go against his low-key personality to

a hand silently held hers. “You

palm was clean and warm, and his eyes were laced

to avoid

drop out instead?” She approached the director. I have no

second, Leo turned his piercing gaze toward Amelie. Does this

narrowed further as his gaze turned increasingly malice, looking like he wanted to pierce through

on the other hand, stood quietly next to Leo, looking as benign

were engaged in the past, so everyone began guessing if they wanted

young woman deliberately made a dramatically shocked expression, behaving as if she had completely forgotten

a backer,” Fiona gibed frostily.

The male host hurriedly saved the day. “The two of

be a part of

professional smile, the cold sweat on his back was dripping non-stop. Why do they have to do this to an