A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 She’s Playing Hard to Get

Who else could be this handsome other than Leo?

Surprised by his visit, she asked curtly with quirked brows, “Is there something I can help you with, Mr. Alston?”

“I’ve come to thank you,” said Leo with a slight frown before pulling out a document. “Genesis will give you twenty percent of the profits as gratitude for helping the company secure the collaboration with Mr. Steward. This is the contract. It will come into effect as soon as you sign it.”

At that, Amelie lowered her head and gazed at the contract while pursing her lips slightly.

How typical of Leo to handle anything and everything with money.

“This is unnecessary, Mr. Alston,” responded the young woman as she gently pushed the document back to Leo. “I didn’t approach Mr. Steward because of you or Genesis; I did it because of Mr. Walsh. As such, I’ll have to turn you down.”

With that, she bypassed Leo and strode away while the man latched his gradually dimming gaze on her back as he clenched his fist, crumpling the papers as a result.

In the past, he felt uncomfortable when she looked at him with a love-filled gaze, but now, he still felt uncomfortable when she looked at him with nothing but aloofness.

“What is Leo doing at Amelie’s door? What is the meaning of this?”

A distance away, Ashton was helping Elyse back to her hotel room.

While he gazed tenderly at Elyse, the woman’s gaze was latched onto Leo.

Her eyes trembled once again.

“That Amelie sure is a b*tch!” Ashton scowled, having nothing but repugnance for the young woman. “Everything she did was to get Leo’s attention, and to think he actually fell for it!”

“Can’t you stop with your bullsh*t guesses?!” Toby was exasperated when he heard his friend’s baseless accusations. “Miss Dillon helped us out of goodness, and Leo went to her only to give her his thanks. That’s all there is.”

“Goodness, my *ss!” No way would Ashton believe it to be the truth. “The way I see it, she still can’t let go of Leo and is just playing hard to get! That woman has nothing but mind games in her! Leo will fall for that b*tch’s tricks one day if he keeps at this! He’ll be rueing for the rest of his life when that day comes!”

“You shouldn’t look down on Amelie like that. Commoners like us are way out of her league,” Toby hinted and went into his room, no longer wanting to be around the two.

“What is he talking about? Me, out of Dillon’s league? As if! Is Walsh even sane?! I’d puke if I had someone like Dillon polishing my shoes!” roared Ashton, for he hated how Toby defended Amelie.

“Alright, cut it out.” Elyse stopped him limply. “Actually, Amelie Dillon is Dash.”

“Dash? The car racer, Dash?!” Ashton was taken aback for a second.

He was also into car racing since Elyse was interested in it.

To him, the young woman was an unobtainable goddess, and he loved to develop anything she liked into his hobby so that they had something in common.

Being a decent racer, he naturally knew who Dash was. However, the latter barely ever showed themself. What was more, he didn’t join them the other time, so he didn’t know about Amelie’s alias until this very moment.

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”

“Sure, I have all the patience to do that,” taunted Elyse with deeply furrowed brows. She gave the man little patience when the two were alone.

“That’s… Shut up!” Ashton’s jaw dropped once more.

At that, Elyse sauntered toward Leo.

Meanwhile, Ashton suppressed the feeling that flashed across his eyes and left, feeling resigned.

“Leo,” Elyse called out tenderly as she approached the man, who looked up expressionlessly.

Seeing the way that he reacted, she instantly put on a grieving face but barely revealed much. “Sorry, I thought I managed to convince Mr. Steward, but who’d have thought… I’m sorry.”

“I’m not the one you should apologize to but Amelie,” Leo corrected.

“What do you mean, Leo?” Taken aback, Elyse whined at once. “I was never the one who insulted her. Why should I apologize? Just because she secured the project for you? How can you do this to me, Leo?!”

Her eyes were red-rimmed with oncoming tears.

However, for some reason, Leo couldn’t feel bad for her even though she looked pitiful.

“Just because you don’t tell me some things doesn’t mean I’m oblivious to it. Think back to whatever you said to Owen.”

“W-What have I said to him?” Despite refuting, Elyse’s face had become ghastly pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

“It’s Dillon, isn’t it?! She snitched on me! You can’t trust a word she says.”

She thought it through and believed it could only be Amelie’s doing. After all, it was impossible for a big shot like Owen to gossip.

Just as Elyse wanted to say more, Leo extended an arm to reveal an object in his palm.