When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

After Amelie and Julia exited the car, the latter took Bria from Amelie without a word and quirked her

chin. “This one’s mine. Go and park the car.”

Amelie was rendered speechless. Did you just steal my daughter?

At that, she shook her head resignedly and watched the two leave before getting into the car to park it

in the garage.

However, she had just pulled the door open when another hand pushed it, slamming the door shut.

Startled, Amelie looked up to find a countenance seething with rage.

“Miss Clayton?” She quirked her brows, somewhat surprised by the young woman’s appearance. Of

course, Elyse’s expression hadn’t gone unnoticed by her either, and she kindly reminded, “Though it’s

in the middle of the night, your image will be affected if someone captures your intimidating look.”

However, Elyse’s expression only twisted further. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?!”

Amelie quirked a brow in response, made baffled by the woman’s inexplicable question.

Elyse, on the other hand, was currently seething with rage, so she clenched the hem of her skitt tightly

and snapped when she saw Amelie reacting impassively to all of this. “Do you honestly think pulling

Bria out to perform in front of Leo, singing and dancing where we would certainly pass by will get Leo to

look at you?! Huh, stop dreaming! He will never like you! Anything you do will only repulse him and

make him hate you even more!”

Amelie was taken aback. Did Leo see Bria and me dancing and singing? “In that case, why have you

come all the way here?” she asked plainly after coming to herself.

Elyse was rendered at a loss for words, and a silent chuckle escaped Amelie as she thought the young

woman

She didn’t know Leo would pass by at all! Besides, if she wanted to get back together with him, why

would she claim herself to be the first lady of Starlight Media?! It wouldn’t be a bright idea, would it?

Slowly, Elyse came to her senses and also realized it wasn’t wise of her to come here at all. If anything,

it would only send Amelie the message that Leo cared about her.

At that, she straightened her clothes and regained her fair maiden look. “Don’t get the wrong idea. Leo

only showed up tonight because I begged him to. I’m happy for you that you’re able to meet the CEO of

Starlight Media and even gain his trust. Having Leo appear will convince others that you two are on

friendly terms, and the road ahead will be easier.”

“Well, thank you very much, Miss Clayton.”

Pigs could fly if Elyse was that nice. However, Amelie didn’t burst the former’s bubble and thanked her

instead, causing a pang of inexplicable guilt to rise within Elyse.

Very quickly, she realized her words were tantamount to exposing herself, and humility enveloped her

face.

Thus, she simply threw her facade away and spoke her heart out. “Since you’ve gone to Halport, Dillon,

then I hope you and your child stay there for good. Think about it. You, wandering around with your

daughter in front of Leo all the time… If he wants to take custody of Bria, you’re no match for him. I’m

doing this for my future and also serving you a gentle reminder. I suggest you think it through!”

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Amelie standing rooted to her spot for a long while

before she finally wiped the sweat rolling down her forehead.

She had to admit that Elyse was right to remind her of that.

It was her mistake for bringing Bria there and even letting Leo see her.

Indeed, she had to do something to cover up Bria’s brilliance a little.

The following morning, Amelie was making breakfast while pondering how to tell Bria not to live stream

anymore when rushed footsteps traveled to her ears, followed by Julia’s dramatic screeching, “I swear

to God, these people sure are amusing. Can you believe they’re comparing you to her?!”

Amelie looked up dazedly to find Julia approaching her with her eyes glued to her phone while swiping

the screen non-stop.

“Look at this. Your dance from last night had been uploaded onto the internet, and now, it’s blown up.

Most of them are saying the way you dance is very similar to Foxy.”

Amelie lowered her head to check the comments section, and sure enough, there were over ten

thousand comments mostly revolving around her and Foxy.

Some said her style was identical to Foxy’s, while others said they were two different individuals.

“What did I say? There are still a lot of people who aren’t blind.” Julia smiled affectionately while

scrolling down the comments. “They can already tell you’re Foxy just from this clip alone while those

Alston b’stards were completely oblivious to it throughout the four years you lived with them!”

To that, Amelie only smiled plainly. She had long gotten over the issue. That said, she was rather

surprised that everyone was butting heads over something so minor.

“Why don’t we take this chance to let the world know who you are?” Julia suddenly suggested, causing

Amelie to shake her head. “I don’t want to bring my private and online life too close together.”

“Touché.” Julia nodded in agreement. “Now, the only thing to do is let them fight amongst each o—what

the heck is this?!”

Julia shouted so suddenly that she startled Amelie, who reflexively looked at her while she brought a

comment to Amelie. “Look at how shameless this woman is!”