A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 254

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.

So he has come to inspect Blake for Jodie? Amelie couldn’t help assuming.

After all, Leo might usually let Jodie do whatever she wanted, but he was strict about her marriage.

“Can you please tell us for whom you have come, Mr. Alston?” The female host couldn’t stop herself from asking. Her gossip radar was off the charts at this point, and her eyes were twinkling with great affection, looking like she wanted to throw herself on Leo.

This is 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 overshadow the failed marriage.

Instead of answering the host, Leo gazed inadvertently toward where the other guests were seated, only to coincidentally meet with Amelie’s eyes.

Amelie thought his eyes were icy, but it wasn’t worth being alarmed as his eyes were always icy. However, her heart skipped a beat for some reason.

“Bring the other guest up,” he ordered, ignoring the host’s question, making her stumped for a moment. In all her years of being a host, this was her first time being ordered around onstage.

Even as upset as she was, she still reflexively raised the microphone to her mouth. “Let’s welcome our next mystery guest.”

The door opened once again, and what Amelie first saw was the oh-so-familiar white strap maxi dress.

The owner of the dress left her hair hanging loosely around her waist, and she had a stunning face.

Elyse?! The mystery guest is Elyse Clayton?!

The other female guests’ countenances turned awful at Elyse’s entrance, and they all looked toward the director.

None of them had forgotten how the production team had kicked the humiliated Elyse out just before the show began filming.

You invited an ill-reputed celebrity back?!

The director scratched his head uncomfortably while gesturing to Leo with his chin, signifying, ‘the one who pays gets the final say’. No one would dare say a word, even if Leo wanted to bring a murderer onstage.