A Matter of Wife and Love
Chapter 215

Amelie placed the checks on the agreement and handed them back to Melissa. Then, mimicking her, she said, "Name your price. Sign the papers, take the money, and leave, lady." She pointed at the line of signature.

"Why you little..." Melissa didn't expect that. I gave her six hundred grand, and now she's asking me to name my price? Is she insulting me, the lady of the Alston Family? I will not stand for this insult! Driven by fury, Melissa's face contorted like something straight out of a horror movie. In the end, she flew into a rage. "Insolence!"

Amelie shot her an icy look filled with mockery and disdain. What? Don't come into the kitchen if you can't take the heat, lady.

Amelie's nonchalant attitude angered Melissa even further. She pressed down on her chest and was going to reach for her Heparin. Then she held the empty checks, waving them. "You don't get to talk like tha to me. You're nothing without Starlight. Without the help of men!"

"Really? Then write down any amount you want then. Let's see if I'm nothing," Amelie answered coolly.

Melissa wouldn't do that. If she did, then that would be akin to asking money from Amelie. Even if Amelie didn't have enough money to pay, Melissa's image would still be ruined.

"Or I can give you cash." Amelie crossed her arms. Do whatever you like. You don't respect me, then I don't respect you.

"Even if you do have money, they belong to the men behind you. It's either Starlight's boss or Leo!" said Melissa adamantly. She desperately needed to save what remained of her dignity. "I know you've been hounding Leo lately. You still like him. You still want to come back to us. Well, let me tell you something. Dream on."

Amelie chuckled. She thinks her family means anything to me. "Mrs. Alston, I have never spent a single cent your son made, nor have I ever tried to hound him. And I do not like him either. He's my ex. No matter how bad my life might get, I will never take back the trash I've thrown away. You're a public figure. You should know better than to get into pointless arguments."

"You think I'd believe that?" Adamant on exiling Amelie, Melissa went straight for threats. "You're giving us Bria, and you're going to be exiled. Forever. If you don't listen to me, you're going to have to face the Alstons next! And you are nothing in front of us!"

Melissa was going to leave, but then she crashed into someone. Ow! She held her nose, and in her frustration, she wanted to yell at the person in front of her.

But the woman grabbed her by the collar. "You again, Richards? Elie might be kind enough to let you go, but me? I am not."

The woman was none other than Julia. She was in a tight-fitting dress and a pair of stilettos. Despite her outfit, she wasn't afraid of getting into a tussle with Melissa. Melissa was wearing a pair of heels as well. but she couldn't move as well as Julia could. Her clothes were a mess, her hair was unkempt. Julia raised her fist, waving it in front of Melissa. Melissa was scared and angry, but she couldn't break free of Julia's grasp. And the buttons on her clothes were torn, and her heels slipped off. She looked worse for wear.

Julia would have punched Melissa in the face had Amelie not stopped her.

With Amelie's help, Melissa finally broke free of Julia's grasp and staggered off into the distance.

Julia was about to hit Melissa, but Amelie held her back. "Calm down, Jules."

"Calm down? As if that's gonna work against people like Richards!" Julia raised her fists, her eyes wide with rage. If looks could kill, Melissa would be dead. "You go easy on her, and she's gonna think you're easy prey. I say we kick her flat, sorry *ss!"

Melissa was hastily straightening her clothes out as she backed off. Her lips were trembling, but she said, "I take that as a declaration of war then, Amelie. Fine. Challenge accepted."

You f*cking h*g! Julia couldn't hold it in anymore. Not even Amelie could stop her. She rushed ahead and raised her fist at Melissa's face. "Show me what you got, then." Melissa froze in fear, and she kept quiet.

Julia turned around and tossed the checks at Melissa's face. "Listen here, h*g. Elie doesn't need any man. She makes enough money to support a whole army, let alone a kid. If you have questions, tell your son to check the accounts first." She shoved Melissa, checks and all, into the roadside.

Melissa fell on all fours, looking like a tortoise. The crowd who was passing by stared in their direction. Under such humiliation she had never felt before, Melissa's face once again contorted with rage. Julia didn't bother with her. And she held her friend's hand. "Let's go."

But Amelie pulled Julia's hand away and approached Melissa.

Thinking that Amelie was going to help her up, Melissa sat back down and barked, "You're friends with that rude woman, Amelie? I expected nothing more from you."

"You do not get to criticize my friends, given your own rotten personality. I'm just here to say that I don't even like your son. I don't even want him back. If you are still worried, I can sign an agreement to never see him again. Or I can call a press conference. You decide how to announce the matter." Amelie left when she was done speaking.

Once they were out of earshot, Julia gave her friends a thumbs up. "Nice." She used to think her friend had a chance to get back together with Leo, but after seeing that h*g of Amelie's ex-mother-in-law, she was glad she never matched Amelie up with Leo.

Amelie smacked her hand away. "The Alstons are powerful. If she asks her son to come after you, not even I can help."

"She can do whatever she wants. If I had to quit the biz, I could always get married and raise a family." Julia waved the warning off nonchalantly.

Amelie looked at her. She still is bothered by that thing. Even though she and Samuel had dated for many years, they still hadn't taken a step further because of the affair that was bothering her. It was something that had been haunting her for a long time, and it was hard to cure.

When Leo came back to his office from a meeting, he saw his mother inside, stuffing Heparins into her mouth. "What happened?"

The moment she saw her son, Melissa felt like acting like a child who was bullied, but she wanted to look dignified, so she sat up. "Do you know what Amelie said to me?"