A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Leo was unfazed, his expression as stern as usual. It felt like he didn’t even care Toby was holding him.

Feeling defeated, Toby let him go. He was about to back off, but Leo gripped his shoulder and pushed him down.

“What do you know?”

Toby froze. Even when he’s angry, he’s still smart. He knows something. But Toby wasn’t going to tell him what he

knew. All he did was smile. “Just joshing.” He pulled Leo’s fingers away and left.

Leo frowned. He knew Toby. He was not one quick to anger, and yet he had flown into a rage twice in a span of a

single day. He’s bothered. That was why Leo came. He needed to know what Toby was bothered about. Shadows

were cast upon Leo, and he narrowed his eyes. A moment later, he stared at the ground and called Victor. “Look

into Toby.”

Twenty minutes later, Victor showed up, hidden in the shadows and standing before Leo.

When Leo raised his head, Victor said, “He’s been sending his men to look into Ms. Dillon.”

Victor knew what Leo wanted to know before he even said it, and that was why Leo liked him. There was a reason

he was willing to pay for Victor’s sky-high price. He’s looking into Amelie? Leo paused for a moment, his brows

furrowed into a frown once more. He didn’t like anyone looking into Amelie, especially not Toby. Yet he remained

stern, refusing to fly into a rage. “What precisely did he want to know?”

“I am not sure.”

Leo’s eyes narrowed.

Victor fell into silence, his breathing almost quiet. And for a moment, it felt as if he was not there.

A long while later, Leo said, “Look into Amelie’s case.”

Victor drifted away like a phantom, saying nothing.

…

Melissa was chatting with Carol.

Carol pouted. “Leo doesn’t like me, does he? He doesn’t talk to me that much, and he almost refused my salves. I

had to tell him that you sent me before he begrudgingly took me with him.”

Melissa loved Carol. She was a good woman, and she came from a good family. Now that she had concerns, Melissa

needed to douse them right away. “Leo’s an aloof man, but I assure you he’s quite passionate inside. He’s just not

good at communicating, that’s all.”

“Didn’t seem like that with the other girl. He wouldn’t take me anywhere, but he would wait for her. And the

moment she got into trouble, he went and helped her.”

“Is that so?” Melissa cocked her eyebrow. “That’s odd.” Weird. He was only nice to Elyse. Wouldn’t care about

anyone else.

“Lots of people saw that. That girl’s really close to Blake. Even came to his defense.” Carol told Melissa everything

she saw. “And Leo said that girl is his girlfriend. They even had a child together. Melissa, are you hiding something

from me? Is he taken?”

“No, of course not,” Melissa denied. Sh*t. A friend of Blake and the mother of Leo’s child? That’s Amelie. What’s

going on? Why did they get together again? Melissa was furious, yet she didn’t show it. She kept putting in a good

word for Leo and promised she would make Leo apologize to her.

Eventually, Carol felt better, and she left happily.

Once she was gone, Melissa’s face fell, her smile replaced by fury. “What are you doing, Leo? Why did you poke

your nose in Amelie’s case? Damn it, I bet Amelie seduced him again. That wench!”

…

It was an arduous day at the training class. Eventually, Amelie came out feeling woozy, and she massaged her

temples. Gods, I want to go home, but Julia wants to talk to me. Julia came to Halport that day, and she wanted to

see Brianna. Amelie stood outside the coffee shop in her neighborhood, waiting for her ride. As she waited, she

scrolled through the website, going through her stats.

She then heard the clops of heels. Oh, Julia’s here. Amelie tucked away her phone and was about to say hi, but that

woman stormed up to her and slammed something into her chest. Then she said shrilly, “If you need money, you

come to me. Leave Leo alone!”

Amelie looked at the woman before her. Melissa. Melissa’s short, curly hair tumbled down to her shoulder. She was

in branded-name clothes, and her bag was as expensive as ever. Hanging from her neck was a designer necklace.

She looked like a regal woman, and yet her attitude spoke of nothing but a spiteful wench.

Amelie noticed the disgust hanging in her eyes. She was looking at Amelie with hatred like Amelie was a mouse.

The thing she slammed into Amelie’s chest were two pieces of paper. Checks. They were fluttering down to the

ground, escaping Amelie’s grasp. Amelie wasn’t angry at Melissa. She was used to Melissa’s hypocritical act. Slowly,

she picked the checks up. “Now, Mrs. Alston, calm down. You don’t want anyone seeing you in this state.”

“Why you little…” Melissa’s lips were trembling, but she didn’t push matters any further. Like magic, she quickly

calmed down and looked around.

Amelie smirked. What a hypocrite. Doesn’t she get tired of putting on this act?

When she noticed the coast was clear, Melissa hissed, “Six hundred grand. That enough for you?” A frown furrowed

her almost-perfect brows.

Amelie was counting the zeroes on the checks. Three hundred thousand each. “Generous.” She throws money at

everyone she meets. Of course, she’s generous. “Thank you then, Mrs. Alston.”

She took the checks. Hah. “I always help the poor. But this proves you can’t take care of Bria well, so give her back

to us. Take the money and leave. Do not come back.”

Oh my gosh. Look at her. So arrogant. Amelie laughed. Six hundred grand is nothing to me. Not even enough to

hire a live streamer.

“You should know that Leo is going to marry Carol of the Joyner Family. He won’t go back to you just because you’re

hounding him.”

Oh, so that girl is the daughter of Seafare’s local boss, huh? Amelie was surprised. For some reason, she got upset,

even though she knew Leo’s relationship was none of her business. I’m just sad for Bria. She has acknowledged him

as her father, but if he marries someone else, their relationship will change.

She’s staying quiet. She must know I have a point. Melissa shot her a look of disdain and stuffed an agreement into

her hands. “This is the agreement for relinquishing Bria’s custody. Sign it, take the money, and leave.”

Gods, look at her. Money is all she knows. And she keeps pointing at the checks with her eyes. Does she think I’m

that poor? Amelie took the papers and glanced at them. But she didn’t sign them. Instead, she whipped two more

checks out of her bag.