When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Each Took What They Needed

She pursed her lips and continued, "Back then, when I appeared in your bed, it was a surprise to me too. It wasn't planned by me. After we got married, I started liking you, and seeing Elyse betray you, I thought we could start over together. I'm not saying that I had no grievances against you, but you never promised me anything either. The only unfair thing that you did was that you didn't believe that the incident that night had nothing to do with me. Your family needed me to marry you to settle the chaos, and I wanted to marry you to fulfill my teenage dream. We both got what we wanted, and no one owed anyone anything. As adults, we should take responsibility for our own choices. When I married you and your family mistreated me, it was due to my choice, and I don't want you to feel guilty for it or think that you owe me anything just because I'm 'Big Eyes.'"

Amelie used to feel wronged and upset, but with time, she realized that she could think clearly about these things. "Leo, if you really want to make it up to me, just let me live my life in peace and don't hurt my friends whom I cherish."

She finished speaking and elegantly tilted her chin. With that, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Leo's hand, which was pressing down on her, fell weakly. The sunlight shone on his face, but instead of warmth, it radiated coldness, making one shiver.

At night in Prix Bar, a man's hand was faintly visible through the hazy glow. It was holding a glass of ice cubes that clinked together. After the drink was downed in one gulp, only the faint cold light reflected off the ice remained. It looked desolate and lonely, just like the expression on the man's face.

"What's wrong? Even the great Mr. Alston has his moments of depression?" Toby walked over, sat opposite him, and spoke with a slight smile. This wasn't a private room, but the noisy main hall. The table was in the most inconspicuous corner, and neon lights occasionally flashed, illuminating the scene of the man drinking and those overly stern eyes of his. This kind of Leo seemed to be no different from his usual self, except to Toby who could sense his bad mood.

Leo finished his drink without responding, his gaze still devoid of emotion.

Toby tapped his fingers lightly with a playful smile on his face. He didn't say anything and simply leaned lazily against the backrest.

"Why did you suddenly want to go to Quima?" Leo asked, his voice still cold and sharp despite the alcohol he had consumed. He was a man who never showed signs of being drunk. At any time, his gaze was sharp and resolute.

Toby lightly pressed his finger to his lips and coughed a little. "What if I say I want to become stronger?"

Leo looked at him. His black eyes were as dark as ink, sharp enough to penetrate a person's soul. Toby met his gaze calmly.

Then, Leo looked away and poured himself another drink, not asking anything else. Smart people could usually tell what was coming next just by hearing a few words.


"She is mine." After a long pause, he spoke, gripping the glass tightly and his fingertips turning blue.

Toby smiled. "I've always been lazy since I was a kid because I don't like to compete with anyone. My biggest wish was to have lots of freedom. Now I realize that my laziness in the past was because there was nothing worth me fighting for. But now, I won't back down!"

He picked up his glass and lightly tapped it against Leo's. "To be honest, you're really not good enough for her."

"Why?" This wasn't the first time Toby had said this, but it was the first time Leo was curious.

Toby smiled. "Don't you know? She's not just your 'Big Eyes,' she's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Leo's phone rang. The call was from Victor. Leo probably wouldn't have answered if it had been anyone else, but if Victor was looking for him, it was probably important. He walked out of the bar with his phone and appeared in the private meeting room 20 minutes later.

Victor was already waiting there, dressed in a black jacket. He had sharp and cold facial features, and he was standing like a statue.

"Mr. Alston."

When Victor saw Leo, he finally moved and greeted him with a nod.

"Speak."

Leo walked over and sat down on the chair. Then, Victor took out a transparent small bag containing a bullet from his pocket.

"The origin of the bullet has been traced. It came from a border organization that mainly engages in hiring operations and also takes on special tasks, such as sniping." He was talking about the bullet that killed Elyse.

"When did Elyse make enemies with them?" Leo's eyebrows suddenly furrowed. Even he had never dealt with these outlaws. Anyone with a clear mind knew not to get involved with these people.

"I'm not sure about that." Victor shook his head.

Leo frowned in the dimly lit room. The faint light from the window illuminated the faces of the two men. Despite Victor's sharp demeanor, he couldn't match Leo's aristocratic elegance.

"Try to investigate the mastermind behind the setup that framed Amelie and me," Leo said, lost in thought. He had not pursued the matter before because he thought it was solely Amelie's doing. However, now that she had made it clear that she was not involved, Leo had a new theory.

Victor was taken aback. "Isn't it possible that it's a different person behind both incidents?" he asked, skeptical. One was a murder case, and the other was an insignificant setup. Even Victor thought they had no connection.

"Just investigate it!" Leo snapped.

"Very well." Victor then left.

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