A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369 Won’t Let Her Go

“Welcome!”

The beautiful and tall ladies at the reception of Prix Bar simultaneously gave Amelie a warm welcome and bowed respectfully when they saw her.

Amelie smiled lightly as she asked casually, “Is Mr. Alston still here with his friends?”

“Are you looking for Mr. Alston?” One of the receptionists went to her, judging her warily. “May I ask how you are related to him? Do you have an appointment? I’m afraid that I can’t show you to him if you don’t have an appointment.”

“That means he’s still around?” Amelie gasped in surprise.

However, the receptionist took her surprise wrongly, thinking that she was here to hook up with Leo, and she sneered, “Of course, he’s still here, but he won’t meet just anyone randomly. You should call and ask him to send someone out here to take you in.”

On the other hand, Amelie was so anxious that she didn’t even notice the sarcasm in her voice and asked instead, “Did they order any alcohol?”

“Yeah.”

This time, even the other receptionists assumed that Amelie came with an ulterior motive. “Mr. Alston can drink very well and doesn’t get drunk even after finishing a few bottles. Today, he only ordered four bottles, which is less than half of what he usually orders. So, you shouldn’t have any weird designs on him.”

“Exactly. I think you should hone your skills and cultivate some proper talents before trying to approach him.”

These receptionists had seen too many tricks from the women who wanted to approach Leo, and they readily assumed that Amelie was one of them.

In fact, Amelie didn’t really want to meet Leo because she had planned to leave if he didn’t indulge. Yet, when the receptionist told her that he already had four bottles, the alert alarm inside her head blared loudly, and she started storming inside.

The receptionists were about to call for security when they saw that she was going to force her way in when Eugene happened to come out of the room.

“Miss Dillon!” At the sight of Amelie, the light in his eyes shone with pure, unabashed gratitude as though he had met his savior. “You’re finally here! If you’re just a minute late… Mr. Alston might really knock the life out of himself with the drinks.”

“Why is he acting this way?” Her eyes flickered as she tried to ignore his fervent gaze and asked, “Why isn’t Melissa here?”

“Well, you know Madam’s personality… All she cares about is herself. She won’t be bothered with what Mr. Alston is up to, but even if she does intervene, he won’t listen to her, anyway,” Eugene answered straightforwardly.

No one knew the situation between Melissa and Leo better than Eugene, who was also the most helpless about it.

“Furthermore, the guests today are special, so I can’t advise against his course of action directly, but he refused to listen to me even after I hinted at him. So, all I can do is… Worry.”

While he was explaining the situation, they had walked off quite a distance away, leaving the receptionists in bewilderment.

Did Leo’s assistant regard that woman as an important guest? What did it mean? Earlier, did they just try to stop someone they shouldn’t offend? But there was nothing particular about that woman besides having a pretty face.

By the time Eugene showed Amelie to the VIP room, the people inside were already done drinking. A few well-dressed men came out in groups of twos and threes, chatting, smiling, and chuckling happily, and Eugene hastily went to see them off one by one.

None of the men noticed Amelie, thinking that she was just another waitress, and one of them patted Eugene’s shoulder and said, “Eugene, Mr. Alston can’t hold his drink today. He’s already drunk after a few drinks. We’re going now, leaving him in your care.”

As Amelie didn’t want to attract any attention, she lowered her head just enough not to seem like she was utterly ignoring everyone because they were all senior shareholders of Genesis. Back then, when Leo just took the reins of the company, they were very supportive of him, and as a person who values loyalty, Leo couldn’t find it in himself to turn them down when they asked him out for drinks.

“Sure, just leave him to me,” Eugene answered, sending them off respectfully.

When they had cleared out of the room, Amelie looked through the window into the room. The curtains were not drawn, and she easily saw a man’s figure under the dim lighting.

At that moment, he slumped sideways on the couch, and even though there were warm yellow lights in the room, they couldn’t hide his ashen complexion.

His palm rested on his forehead feebly as though he was uncomfortable, and even his brows were tightly knitted together into a look of agony.

Suddenly, he sat up and started coughing, and his body swayed and trembled violently as he hacked his lungs out. It seemed as though he would topple over anytime!