Chapter 77
Chapter 77 A p in the Face
Elyse stepped forward and introduced herself nobly. “Hello, Mr. Hansen. My name is Elyse yton.”
There was a graceful and impable smile on her face. “As for Miss Dillon, perhaps she just happens
to pass by this ce.” She directly spoke on Amelie’s behalf.
On the other hand, Amelie pressed her lips together, not in a hurry to speak. Beside them, Leo looked
at Amelie, who remained motionless as though she was just a passer-by. Her expression was calm,
and her bearing was dignified. He squinted his eyes, wondering what she was up to.
Following that, Elyse stepped forward, awaiting Mr. Hansen to lead the way for her. To her surprise, Mr.
Hansen didn’t go in as he waved his hand and said, “No, the person Mr. Steward would like to see isn’t
yton.”
“It’s me, Mr. Hansen.” Only then did Amelie call out to him as she brushed past Elyse and stood in front
of the butler. “I’m Amelie Dillon.”
“Amelie Dillon?” Hearing the name, Mr. Hansen dipped his head. “That’s right. You’re the one that Mr.
Steward would like to see. Pleasee with me, Miss Dillon.” His attitude turned hospitable in an
instant as he led Amelie into the ce.
On the other hand, the ignored Elyse was rooted to the spot as her mind turned nk. What’s going
on? Isn’t Amelie here to look for Leo? I can’t believe she’s here to see Owen!
Meanwhile, Leo furrowed his brows. Despite being a seasoned man, he was still shocked by what he
had just witnessed. His gaze then trailed Amelie.
“Leo.” Elyse came over with an embarrassed expression. She had promised that not only could they
have a word with Owen, but she could also persuade him to work with Genesis.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
What had just happened was no different from a p in the face for her. On the other hand, Amelie had
been invited into the house by the Steward Family’s butler. At that moment, Elyse felt extremely
humiliated.
Soon, Mr. Hansen brought Amelie to the reception room. Guests to the Steward Residence were led to
different ces based on their statuses. The average guests would be brought to the side hall, while
the more important ones would be led to the living room.
Meanwhile, the most important guests would be invited to the VIP room, which was where Amelie was
heading.
While on her way, she was greeted by many servants, who couldn’t help gaping at her as she was led
to the VIP room. They started specting about her identity.
One had to know that fewer than five guests would be invited to the VIP room in any given year. All the
same, Amelie wasn’t perturbed by the servants’ stares, nor was she astounded by thevish
decorations in the VIP room. She remained calm and collected as she was seated on a chair, looking
like a nobledy from a medieval painting.
Mr. Hansen couldn’t help but be awed by her elegance as he treated her even more politely. “Please
wait a second. Mr. Steward will be here soon.”
“Thanks, Mr. Hansen,” Amelie replied gently.
Soon, she was served a cup of coffee. Although she had no idea what kind of coffee it was, the aroma
exuding from it suggested that it was the best-in-ss coffee that was extremely rare.
She nodded and watched the servant leave. Only then did she fish out her phone and send a message
to Toby, telling him to bring Elyse away.
Elyse had no idea what was going on with Owen. If she caused some trouble, all their efforts would go
down the drain.
The instant Amelie was done sending the message, she heard the doorknob turning. She promptly got
to her feet and saw a dapper-looking man stepping into the room.
The man sported a solemn expression. With a tall and burly figure, he looked domineering. Although
there were only some wrinkles on his face, his hair was all gray, which made him look like he was in his
late fifties.
He was none other than Owen Steward, who was a business tycoon in Skaynia. In fact, he was only in
his early forties.
“Good day, Mr. Steward.” Seeing the man, Amelie ambled forward and greeted him politely.
On the other hand, Owen asked her to drop the formalities. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were
coming? I would’ve picked you up at the airport.”
“You’re a busy man, so I can’t possibly waste your time.” Amelie put on a gentle smile. Despite her
polite tone, she appeared amiable.
The instant Owen saw her, he stopped looking solemn and put on a faint smile.
Meanwhile, Elyse still wasn’t willing to give up. “They must be mistaken!” She could never believe that,
given her connections, Owen would refuse to see her. “I’ll tell Mr. Steward that I’m friends with Mrs.
Steward. I’m sure he’ll let me in.” Then, she shuffled toward the security guard.
Just then, someone got in her way and said, “Stop right there. You’re only going to ruin our n.”
Elyse had turned around in a hurry and almost crashed into that person. She looked up and realized it
was Toby, whose handsome face appeared impassive as he nced at her.
“What do you mean?” Elyse was eager to regain her dignity, so she had forgotten that she had an
image to keep up. Her expression appeared somewhat hideous.
On the other hand, Toby wasn’t willing to speak to her, nor did he bother to exin anything. He gazed
at Leo and said, “This matter is very important, Leo. Why don’t you bring Miss yton somewhere else
first?”
“I’m here to help!” Elyse was enraged that she was ignored, but she still suppressed her fury and
exined, “I’m on good terms with Mrs. Steward. I’m the best person to persuade Mr. Steward.”
Hearing that, Toby could barely conceal his contempt. “You said you’re on good terms with Mrs.
Steward, but don’t you know she has nothing to do with Mr. Steward anymore? Besides that, they’re
enemies now.” He had wanted to save thest bit of dignity for her. However, since she just couldn’t
see sense, he had no choice but to break the truth to her.
“No way…” Elyse’s face paled in an instant. “How do you know?”
In fact, Toby wasn’t aware of it initially, but Amelie had brought it up while they were on their way to this
country.
Elyse had offered to help, but she waspletely clueless about what had happened in the Steward
Family, which was ridiculous. Fortunately, Toby had decided toe over as he was worried about
Amelie. Otherwise, their n would’ve been ruined.
He then gazed at Leo. “Leo, you’re usually more sedate than I am, so what has gotten into you this
time?” He was questioning why Leo had asked Elyse toe over and talk to Owen. Since they had
sought Amelie’s help, it was preposterous that Leo had let Elyse tag along.
Hearing that, Elyse flushed with anger, for she realized Toby was reprimanding her, not Leo. She
snapped without any resignation, “What nonsense are you spouting? Mrs. Steward has never told me
that she has fallen out with her husband!”
“Do you think she would inform everyone that she has fallen out with her husband?” Toby was
speechless at her silliness. Only a dumb man like Leo would fall in love with this kind of woman.
An aggrieved Elyse bit her lip as she remained silent.
“What’s going on?” Leo asked in a grim voice. Owen kept a low profile, so they could hardly gather any
information about his private affairs.
Toby tucked his hands into the pockets and gaped at them. “Do you know why Mr. Steward is so eager
about venturing into the entertainment industry as he has bought several film productionpanies in
just a few years? That’s because he’s trying to retaliate against his ex-wife, who hooked up with a
director and took away all his wealth. The reason he has been buying up thesepanies is to make
sure his ex-wife will lose her footing in the industry. Didn’t you say you’re on good terms with his ex-
wife? Don’t you find it odd that, considering Mr. Steward’s status, his ex-wife hasn’t taken part in any
proper film in the past few years?” Toby knocked some sense into thedy.
Hearing that, Elyse hung her head low. Mrs. Steward indeed hasn’t been invited to participate in any
major films. She didn’t ponder on it in the past, but she now realized something was indeed amiss.
“Is your source of information reliable?” Elyse still hoped that this piece of information was inurate.
“That was what Foxy told me. She knows Owen fully well,” Toby replied dispassionately.
At the mention of Foxy, Elyse suddenly thought of something as her face turned ashen. “Could Amelie
be…” Foxy?