âWhat?â Amelie turned around and looked at Toby.
âYou have a problem with your eye because you went through a cornea transplant to donate your cornea to Leo. Am I right?â Toby suddenly increased his volume, and there was a tone of certainty in his voice.
Although Amelieâs cornea transplant was just his suspicion and he didnât have any proof, he just believed that she had donated her cornea. The moment he realized that, his heart wrenched sharply, and he felt a part of him missing: even breathing was difficult for him.
Meanwhile, his eyes were fixed on her faceâher left eye, in particular.
Toby was usually gentle and had never shown his assertive side, so it startled Amelie. At this moment, her mind was in chaos, but she chuckled after a few seconds. âYou do know how to make a joke, Mr.
Walsh. If I had donated my cornea to Leo, I wouldâve told him ages ago. That way, he wouldnât have snubbed me for the whole four years.â With her head tilted, there was a mere smile on her face, and her eyes looked like they were staring into space.
Judging from her expression, he was suddenly doubting what he was so sure about a few minutes ago.
âYou should stop imagining things. Mr. Walsh.â Amelie tried her best to hide her feelings as she acted indifferently.
Although she didnât regret her foolish decision at that time, she wasnât willing to open up about this topic anymore. Everything related to Leo had already been set aside.
When Toby noticed that she was talking about it so casually, the pain in his heart was relieved, and his breathing went back to normal.
Heâd rather she hurt her eye from a fall than believe sheâd done something so foolish for Leo. It would be too tragic for her if that were truly the case.
âOkay.â As he smiled, his exotic and gentle image was restored.
While they were chatting, Amelieâs phone sounded.
She lowered her head and saw a bank message notifying her that she had received a large amount of money. Instantly, shock paralyzed her since she rarely used that account.
Who on earth would send money to this bank account? Her first thought was whether someone had stolen her card to conduct some illegal business.
The moment she wanted to call the bank to inquire about it, her phone sounded again with another message coming in. The message was from Leo. âThis is Briaâs living expenses. I will transfer it to you monthly from now on Mir child doesnât need to he fed hu athersâ
When she read the message, she was initially startled before she found it hilarious. Does he think that Starlight Mediaâs owner is a man?
Without thinking twice, she transferred the money back to him.
In the meantime, Toby looked at her series of actions in silence. Only when she was done with everything did they walk home together.
When they arrived at the door, Amelie shouted instinctively, âDad, is lunch ready? Iâm hungry.â
However, Steven didnât stick out his head to answer her as usual. The house was in complete silence as though no one was home.
Surprised by that, she thought he had gone out to buy some ingredients. When she stepped inside, she saw that he hadnât left the house; instead, he was standing in the middle of the living room. His apron was still around his waist, and he was holding a silicon ladle in his hand with his eyes staring right ahead.
In front of him was a well-dressed person with an exquisite hairstyle; every strand of hair on the womanâ head exuded class and grace. Clad in stiletto heels, a strong aura of condescension could be felt even when she didnât say a word.
âMrs. Alston?â The moment Amelie recognized the person there, surprise surged through her.
Meanwhile, Melissa turned around after hearing someone calling her name. When she saw Amelie, her brows angled unnoticeably with disdain.
âWhy are you here?â Amelie asked.
While staying aloof, Melissa didnât answer the question but looked at Toby.
âMrs. Alston.â Toby nodded.
âPlease go for a stroll outside with my dad, Mr. Walsh,â Amelie said, turning her head to look at him.
Melissa couldnât have come all the way here just for a visit. She must have something important to say.
She knew that her father held grudges against the Alstons, so she didnât want to cause a scene here.
Toby understood the assignment as well. He walked toward Steven and said, âLetâs give them some space, Mr.
Steven.â
Worried, Steven turned around gradually and looked at Amelie.
Seeing that, Amelie walked over and linked arms with him. âDonât worry, dad. Your daughter wonât be bullied. You should have a stroll outside and eat something with Mr. Walsh. How about that?â Her voice was so soft and gentle, and it was laced with a tone of persuasion.
Steven knew that his daughter had her thoughts on everything since she was young, so he didnât say much and Only after Toby and Steven left did Amelie look at Melissa again. âPlease get straight to the point, Mrs.
Alston.â She didnât bother to serve Melissa tea at all.
As soon as Toby left, Melissa didnât bother keeping her elegant image either. With a judgmental gaze, she studied the house and snorted contemptuously. âMiss Dillon, you live in this house that belongs to the owner of Starlight Media and use everything that belongs to him, so why are you still pestering Toby? Donât you find that outrageous?â
What? Has she misunderstood my relationship with Toby? Just as Amelie was thinking. Melissaâs voice resonated again. âI donât mind if you pester other people, but Toby has an extraordinary status. His name canât be tarnished by a woman like you. You should know when to stop, Amelie.â
Although Amelie wasnât fond of Melissa, she didnât want to tarnish Tobyâs name, so she said with a smile, âDonât worry, Mrs. Alston. Mr. Walsh and I are just business partners, but I donât think you came all the way here to be nosy about his personal life, right?â
The word ânosy blew Melissaâs fuse, making her facial muscles tighten while she appeared disgruntled.
She scoffed to maintain her condescension and elegance before saying calmly. âIâm just giving you a gentle reminder about Toby. Anyway, Iâm here to ask you to stay away from my children. Since youâre divorced, donât drag them into your life anymore.â
âYour children?â Amelie found Melissaâs attitude of not knowing what was right and wrong pretty hilarious, and she laughed out loud. âDo you have too much confidence in your children, or are you just too egoistic, Mrs. Alston? Do you think everyone in this world wants to have something to do with your family? What you said just now is exactly what I want to tell you-can you please manage your children and not let them appear in my life all the time?â
âYou b*tch!â Whenever Melissa said something. Amelie would refute it, and her words were getting more and more outrageous. In the end, Melissa couldnât take it anymore while she scowled, saying.
âDo you think that I canât do anything to you with Starlight Mediaâs owner backing you up?â
âWhat do you want to do to me, Mrs. Alston?â Amelie threw the question back at her. If it was in the past, she would have given in, but it was not necessary now.
Hearing that, Melissa had no comeback. She was so furious that her eyes popped out just like a goldfish. Condescension was always her image in front of people, for she acted aloof and elegant. She had no idea a day would come when she would be smoldered with anger like this. If there was a mirror in front of her at this moment, she wouldnât recognize herself.
âIf youâre here about your children, I can tell you now that since my divorce, I have never approached anyone in your family voluntarily. It was your daughter who kept provoking me and even caused a scene at Starlight Mediaâs anniversary ceremony. Youâd better have your eyes on her, Mrs. Alston, or else it wonât be just embarrassment that sheâll receive.â
âSo, did you upload those videos?â Melissa tried to suppress her emotions to appear less agitated.
She didnât know that the video of Bria and Jodie had been uploaded and thought that Melissa was talking about the clip of them dancing, so she chuckled.
However, this chuckle meant admission in Melissaâs eyes. Almost immediately, fury vibrated through her being. âYouâre getting out of line, Amelie! Do you believe that I can strip you of your place in Starlight Media?!â
âStrip me of my place?â Amelie found her threat extremely hilarious. The whole of Starlight Media is mine. Who can strip me of my place?
Just when she wanted to refute, she heard a bang as the door swung open.