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A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 300
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“You wish for my help?” the man said devilishly in a nonchalant manner. “But I’ve always been helping you, yet you

are too stupid to get it. You keep disappointing me.”

“I have no other choice.” Elyse could no longer stay haughty, not in this situation. “I’ll do whatever you ask of me

this time. I know what you want.”

“I do not help those without value to me, and you have lost all your worth,” the man answered coldly.

Elyse’s phone almost fell out of her hand, but her reluctance to admit defeat kept her going. “It’s your fault I

became like this. If it weren’t for you, I would still be in a loving relationship with Leo. We’d probably be raising a

family by now.”

“Is that so?” The man chortled, which annoyed Elyse.

The mockery in his tone crushed what was left of Elyse’s dignity.

“You were arrogant. You abused the love he gave you. Even if I hadn’t shown up, you would have gone for someone

else anyway. It’s sad that you still can’t recognize the error of your ways and that you think it’s someone else’s fault

you’re in this predicament. That’s not right,” the man said as softly and indifferently as usual. “Perhaps you might

learn a lesson in prison.”

“No, I don’t want to!” Elyse had a meltdown. She couldn’t imagine what prison life would be like. She went there

once for a shoot, and it was a dark, dreary place. The days of the inmates were filled with nothing but pain and

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despair. She would die if she were imprisoned.

“Pull off one last one, then. You need to go all in this time if you want to live.” Then, the man hung up.

Elyse clutched her phone, her face as pale as a ghost, and sweat drenched her forehead. “I need a chance,” she

muttered as her mind raced. That’s it. I have an idea.

The clacking of heels echoed in the long, dark corridor shrouded in the darkness of night. No other sounds could be

heard. Amelie stared at the slip of paper on her hand, illuminated by the flashlight of her handphone. This is where

that mystery guy lives. An hour ago, they called her and promised to meet up. Amelie was going to make a new

course.

Most people had never heard of that, but she knew it would be a trend in the future. Amelie was a shrewd

businesswoman. She knew what the platform needed, and she knew what the best investment to make was. Every

genius is a bit odd. Can’t believe they’re staying somewhere so remote.

Amelie stopped before a door. Just when she was about to ring the doorbell, she felt a gust of wind behind her, and

she froze. I feel something cold on my neck. She reached back and grabbed the hand of her attacker, and she

quickly turned around.

Her attacker gasped in pain.

Amelie slammed the attacker into the wall, their face sticking to the surface sideways. She shone her phone on the

attacker and was met with a familiar face. “Elyse?”

Amelie was twisting Elyse’s arm behind her. Her grip was strong and it threatened to break Elyse’s arm. She let out

another gasp, and something fell to the ground.

Amelie saw something glinting in the darkness, and she looked down. A knife. “You were going to kill me?” Amelie

was shocked.

Fury and hatred crept onto Elyse’s face. “Damn it. You’re a martial artist?” Elyse thought she could kill Amelie for

sure. The knife had already made contact with Amelie’s neck, but before she knew it, Amelie already had her

pinned down.

Amelie chuckled. “You didn’t do any research, did you? Sloppy and stupid, but I guess that’s how you messed your

own life up. And I’m not the one who you should be looking for.” Amelie looked at her coldly. “I’m not the one who

snitched on you. Someone else gave the bureau the evidence of your tax evasion.”

“You have to save me, Amelie. I’ll do anything,” blurted Elyse.

Amelie froze. She didn’t expect Elyse to beg her.

“Leo did it. He showed the Tax Bureau evidence of my tax evasion, and he did it for you. He’s also going to sue me

for fraud,” Elyse told her everything. “I don’t want to go to jail. Please, tell Leo to let me go. He’ll do it for you.”

Leo did it? Amelie thought that was unreal. But why? Just for me? No, I don’t think so. It was surprising what Leo

did, but Elyse’s begging surprised her more. “You want me to help you? Are you stupid?” Any sane person wouldn’t

have said that.

Elyse looked awkward. She didn’t want to ask Amelie for help, but this was her only option. “Ellen says you’re a kind

and generous woman. You’re not petty and you love to help, so why don’t you help me?”

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She knows no shame at all. Amelie sneered. “Just because I’m kind doesn’t mean I have to help you. You need to

get your head checked.” She tossed Elyse into the distance. “Leo’s going to send you to jail anyway. I’d like to help.”

She whipped her phone out to call the cops.

Elyse plopped to the ground. She noticed Amelie trying to call the cops, but she didn’t stop her. Instead, she

sneered. “Sure, go on, but the moment I’m convicted, your family dies.”

Amelie froze, and she shot Elyse a look.

Elyse chuckled. “Did you really think I came here to kill you? No. I’m here to tell you something. You’d better call

your father, but I don’t think he’d pick up.”

Amelie stared at Elyse, trying to determine if she was lying. Then, her phone rang, and she let it ring for a while

before finally picking it up.

A man said darkly, “I have your father and daughter. If you want to see them alive, you’d best do what you’re told.”

What? Amelie felt a sharp pang in her heart.

“Gather the money and prepare ten cars. Elyse will tell you where to rendezvous. Don’t do anything stupid, or your

family gets it.” Amelie heard the shouts of a man and a child.

The voices belonged to Steven and Brianna.

“Don’t hurt them!” Amelie said quickly, a lump forming in her throat. “I’ll do it!”

“Good.” The man sounded happy.

Amelie felt her heart squeeze, and she felt like she was suffocating. My family is in danger!

Only after she took a few deep breaths was she able to speak again. “How much do you want?”