No matter what he was doing at the moment, she was allowed to call him at any time.
He turned on the ‘do not disturb’ mode to silence his phone before the meeting. Thus, only her number was allowed through even though he was busy.
He flipped his phone over and saw the expected caller ID.
The others in the room were watching him with close attention.
The moment they saw his gaze land on the phone, they were expecting him to immediately reject the call because it was only natural for him.
“Hello?”
To their surprise, the man’s response was the opposite of their expectations.
Leo reached for the phone and pushed his chair back with a calm expression as all eyes were on him.
Tapping on the table, he gestured for Eugene to continue the meeting without him before he walked out of the room, leaving the others gaping in shock.
The reason was that they could see a smile forming at the corners of his lips and stretching across his face after he answered the call.
Is that a smile? Mr. Alston? Smiling? Is this a dream?
The executive’s hearts thundered in their chests because their minds were blown by their discovery.
“I wonder, who’s calling Mr. Alston?”
Even though they were a bunch of top talents trained to become the elites, some of them were eager to find out the identity of the caller after witnessing Leo’s smile.
After all, Leo didn’t even smile like that back when he was dating Elyse.
Eugene scanned around the room blandly. “Don’t talk about Mr. Alston behind his back unless you’re hoping to get fired.”
In a split second, complete silence fell between them.
Outside the room where nobody was watching, Leo held the phone in his hand as his expression softened. “Bria, did you call because something happened?”
“Yes.” Bria nodded her head vigorously, her round eyes on her fair face widened to build a sense of mystery. “Daddy, there’s something you need to know. Mommy and a man are planning to race cars tonight.”
Leo already knew that Amelie was a pro racing driver, but he couldn’t help but be surprised at Bria’s words. “Just the two of them?”
“Yes!” She nodded again.
Even though she couldn’t hear the man’s name clearly, she remembered the rendezvous point, so she immediately told Leo afterward. Other than that, she also reminded him, “Remember, it’s 9.00PM. Don’t forget about it.”
Leo’s curling lips were slowly pulled downward by the weight of the news and eventually pressed into a thin line.
A man and woman racing cars at 9.00PM?
He couldn’t help but imagine other scenes that could ever happen between two people, and none of them was related to car racing at all.
His worries were understandable. After all, Amelie was surrounded by many men after the divorce and all of them were planning to make a move to devour her.
He clenched his fists so tight that his fingernails sank into his palm.
However, he didn’t visibly react to the pain, let alone grunt. Instead, he only answered, “I got it.”
Leo kept his voice as calm as ever the whole time.
When he returned to the office, the executives could sense a change in him judging by the way he looked more distant than ever.
The veins in his forehead were bulging due to anger.
I remember him leaving the room with a smile on his face a moment ago.
The men’s gaze all landed on Leo as he strode toward his seat. Instead of sitting back, he put his hands on the table to support his weight as he scanned the others’ faces from a commanding position. “Whoever has acquaintances in the motorsport industry can round up his team and pack their things. I don’t want to see any of you in the company.”
The others exchanged looks wordlessly. What’s wrong with having acquaintances in the motorsport industry?
In their opinion, Leo was a fair person who rewarded and punished people equally. Even if he planned to fire his employee, the person must be a poor performer who deserved it. He would also present detailed data and in-depth information to prove his decision was right, so the person wouldn’t argue with him.
Why is it wrong to have acquaintances in the motorsport industry? Is there a trend to prove those people are poor performers?
Eugene was also confused, so he turned to Leo for the answer.
However, Leo simply answered the question by dismissing the meeting and leaving the room.
When he returned to his office, he pushed the windows open in frustration before he stood there with his arms akimbo.
Eugen followed after him. “Mr. Alston—”
“You have been neglecting your responsibilities as an assistant, haven’t you? The air conditioner is not even blowing cold air. Can’t you feel it?” Leo accused with a frown between his brows.
Eugene was taken aback by the groundless accusation. That’s because you opened the windows to the hot weather outside! It’s not the air conditioner’s fault!
Even though these thoughts were running through his mind, he shut the windows that Leo opened a moment ago without a word before lowering the air conditioner’s temperature.
At last, he finally turned to Leo.
Even for him, it was the first time to see Leo getting angry to the degree that he tried to fire a group of people without a good reason.
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