When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 380

Chapter 380 We Should Indulge Ourselves This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

The guy-in-charge noticed that someone was coming to their aid, so he casually spat out his cigarette with a "pfft" and jogged over to join the fray.

But right before he could get there, he was cut off by another person, and the two of them started duking it out. Amelie could see that it was Eugene who came to help them; he was Leo's assistant, so...

Amelie didn't have time to overthink things; she quickly leaped into action and ran over to help Leo. It was two against two, and with help now, Amelie felt that things were much easier.

Those dudes were no match for Leo's skills, and Amelie was a great backup.

After a few minutes of intense fighting, they heard two thuds as both men hit the ground hard. Leo was brutal; his every punch hit the men right where it hurt most.

One of the men was rolling around clutching his chest in agony while the other was straight-up knocked out cold.

Amelie glanced at the writhing man on the ground before turning to Leo. He wasn't his usual stoic self anymore; his handsome face was twisted in a rare, murderous rage.

She didn't know whose blood was on his cheek, but it only added to his cold, fierce demeanor, making him look like a resurrected god of war! After knowing him for so many years, Amelie was surprised to discover that Leo was such a skilled fighter. no.vel.e.book It was also the first time she had ever seen him act so cold and ruthless, and it made her heart skip a beat.

Suddenly, she heard a muffled noise. She turned her head only to find that Eugene was getting his butt kicked and was now knocked down by the opponent.

Amelie rushed over to help, but somebody grabbed her wrist and said, "Stay back. I got this!"

Before she could even react, the person let go.

At the next moment, Leo had already started fighting with the man.

Three-on-one was a tough fight, and it was hard to break past.

Besides, Amelie wasn't as good of a fighter as Leo and Eugene, so jumping into the fray might give the opponents an opening, which was not worth the risk.

So, she stood back and called Samuel for some advice.

Samuel was very worried when he found out that Amelie was in trouble abroad, but all he could do was remind her, "Don't call the cops. The legal system there isn't as solid as it is back in Corynthea, and you might end up in deep trouble."

Amelie didn't really want to call the police in the first place because she was worried about the laws being different in other countries. So, after Samuel's warning, she dropped the idea altogether. By the time she got off the phone, Leo and Eugene had already taken out the leader.

And in the distance, the sound of police sirens could be heard...

Amelie rushed over to Leo and relayed Samuel's message.

"Let's get out of here, now!"

Leo understood the gravity of the situation and pulled her toward the car.

Eugene quickly opened the door for them. His clothes were torn apart and his sleeves were covered in dirt and blood. Besides that, his messy hair also made him look rather disheveled.

Amelie didn't say much and simply waited for Leo to join her in the car. Suddenly, a force pushed her forward into the car from behind.

As she settled into her seat, she glanced over at Leo, who had lowered his head.

Meanwhile, Eugene had already taken the driver's seat, and the car sped off quickly.

Near the bustling entrance of the supermarket, a vehicle was parked in the open-air parking lot, camouflaged among the other cars. Its windows were tightly shut and covered with brown tint film, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening inside.

No one paid any attention to the car. However, unlike other cars, there were people inside this one.

A rough, gravelly voice spoke up from the backseat, asking, "What do you intend to do? You went through so much trouble and even injured four of our men."

The speaker, who had a dark complexion, turned to the person sitting next to him.

The man next to him with a fair complexion was none other than Chandler.

He lounged in the plush leather seat, his features accentuated by the black leather.He appeared sinister and his face was cold and pale.

Unlike his previous subservient demeanor while in the Alston Residence, he now sat with his left leg crossed over his right while emitting a leisurely light from his eyes.

His fingers absently flicked at the cuffs of his shirt as his lips curved into a sly smile.

"I've achieved the outcome I desired," he stated calmly.

"What have you achieved?" The dark-skinned man repeated, still trying to comprehend.

"Someone rescued the woman," he reminded Chandler.

He had inquired if they needed to send more men, but Chandler declined. He knew Chandler would never engage in meaningless combat, so he had to have a more significant objective in mind.

"I'm finding it increasingly difficult to understand you," no.vel.e.book the dark-skinned man admitted, feeling bewildered.

Chandler smiled nonchalantly and lifted his chin to face the dark-skinned man.

"You just described what I had hoped for," he replied.

Suddenly, the dark-skinned man saw the light.

"You wanted the woman to be saved?" he exclaimed, realizing Chandler's cunning strategy.

"You're half-right"

Chandler said, sitting up and effortlessly deciphering the dark-skinned man's thoughts. However, he refused to elaborate further.

Instead, he extended his hand and meticulously straightened the man's shirt collar, smoothing out the creases on the floral- patterned fabric.

"Nightwing, we've made enough money to last a lifetime. We're financially free now, so we should indulge ourselves, don't you think?"Once the car had driven away, Leo's deep voice rang out, asking, "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Amelie heard him and was momentarily taken aback as she turned her head to face him.

Having seen him wash his hands after touching her before, she had assumed that he loathed her. But now, Leo appeared genuinely concerned; his usual seriousness was replaced by a look of worry.

"I'm okay" she eventually replied.

"Alright," Leo responded.

Seemingly realizing that he had lost his composure, he coughed lightly and moved away from her, putting some distance between them.

Amelie could tell that he was avoiding her, so she didn't press the issue.

Instead, she considerately leaned toward the opposite side, widening the gap between them.

As the car sped down the road, Amelie couldn't help but notice the bloodstain on Eugene's sleeve.

"Mr.Cornelius, are you hurt?" she asked with concern, pointing at the red stain.

Eugene, who was driving ahead, glanced at the wound on his arm and smiled.

"It's just a superficial wound. It's nothing serious," he assured her before lifting the divider between them.

Eugene's intention was clear—he wanted to allow Amelie and Leo to spend some time alone.

However, Amelie could see right through his plan and merely pursed her lips.

As the divider was raised, the atmosphere inside the car grew even more stifling.

Amelie and Leo sat close together, their breaths mingling in a subtle ambiguity that neither of them seemed to want to acknowledge.

Amelie tried to shake off the uncomfortable tension that had settled between her and Leo.

She turned to him and said softly, "If you have a gift for Bria, don't hesitate to give it to her directly.There's no need to hide it."

Leo seemed taken aback by her sudden change in tone, but after a moment of contemplation, he nodded in agreement.

After half an hour of driving, the car came toa stop, and Amelie looked up to see the airport looming in the distance.

Eugene got out of the car and opened the door on Amelie’s side.

"Miss Dillon, Mr.Alston and I flew in on a plane. Would you like to ride with us?" he asked.

Nevertheless, Amelie declined his offer with a smile.

"No, thank you.It's not on my way," she said politely.

Even if they were going the same way, Amelie had no desire to share a plane ride with Leo.

"However, I would like to thank you both for your help today.How about I treat you to a meal?" she suggested, looking at Eugene and then at Leo.

Amelie felt grateful to both men for saving her life and didn't want to leave without showing her appreciation.

When she suggested treating them to a meal, Eugene eagerly nodded in agreement.

"Sure—" However, Leo spoke up before Eugene could finish.

"No need"

Eugene looked at Leo in confusion. It seemed that Leo had been interested in Amelie all this time. He finally had a chance to get closer to her during today's heroic situation, but unexpectedly...

Eugene wondered if Leo was really fond of Amelie or not.

Leo's rejection didn't surprise Amelie, as she could tell from his deliberate efforts to keep his distance from her during the ride that he didn't want to be around her.

Amelie didn't want to force the issue and politely nodded.

"Alright then, I guess I owe you both a favor each. Goodbye" she said, gracefully tipping her chin.

Before she left, Leo signaled to Eugene to drive away.

"Drive!"

Eugene looked at Leo, then at Amelie's departing figure, wondering if he had been overthinking things.