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Chapter 320

    Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 320


    Chapter 320 Battle Of Wits


    While Amelia was running away from the sudden admiration she received from Kurt, the man she had


    been missing did not fall short of admirers too. Unbothered by Oscar’s indifference, Isabe still


    headed to the office to send him the packed lunch she had specially prepared.


    “Linda, is Mr. Clinton inside?” she asked, smiling politely.


    Looking at her, Linda appeared slightly courteous yet aloof as she said, “Ms. Walker, Mr. Clinton is still


    busy with work. I think you should take your leave first.”


    Isabe raised the lunchbox in her hand. “I’ve prepared lunch for Mr. Clinton. No one can function well


    on an empty stomach. Look, it’s almost one. He’ll get sick if he doesn’t take his meals on time.”


    Finishing her words, she strode past Linda and opened the door without knocking on it.


    “Ms. Walker, you can’t…” Linda followed behind in an attempt to stop Isabe but to no avail since the


    latter was moving too quickly.


    “Oscar, I’ve brought lunch for you—” In high spirits, Isabe lifted the lunchbox in her hand, but before


    she could finish speaking, a gold pen came flying toward her. It would have hit her if she were not agile


    enough to dodge the iing object.


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    Stunned, she gulped and looked toward the direction of the man, who was casting death res at her.


    Simrly, Linda’s face was white with shock. She was distressed at the thought of how her livelihood


    would be at stake if Oscar med her for Isabe’s reckless behavior.


    Undoubtedly, there was a possibility that Oscar would act that way. Ever since he turned into a


    workaholic, his life had only revolved around work to the point that he was no longer even as lenient to


    his subordinates. His frighteningly fearsome appearance was simr to that of Lucifer.


    “Mr. Clinton, Ms. Walker insisted on walking in. I couldn’t stop her… I-I…” Linda cautiously tried to


    exin herself. She was panic-stricken that Oscar would blow his top should she say anything


    inadequate.


    Oscar shot her a nce and uttered, “Linda, if you’recking the capability to restrict people from


    barging into my office without my permission, then I guess there’s no need for you to be working as my


    secretary anymore.”


    Feeling an increasing amount of uneasiness and panic within her, she immediately stuttered, “Mr.


    Clinton, I-I’m sorry. I apologize for my ipetence this time.”


    “Get out.”


    Linda heaved a sigh of relief at Oscar’s order. She would not have known what to do if he had chosen


    to take immediate actions against her.


    In truth, she hated Isabe for acting that way. Does she have no brains? It’s enough if she gets herself


    into Mr. Clinton’s bad books, but why must she drag me along? Just because she looks pretty and has


    a good family background, she thinks every man will fall for her? She’s thinking too highly of herself!


    Ugh, she should know her ce! Does she really believe that Mr. Clinton will fall for someone like her?


    Even a fool knows that would never happen! Such a brainless woman! Get hated by Mr. Clinton alone;


    don’t get others involved!


    Indignation raged within her. She could not believe that she was implicated and, as a result, suffered


    several rounds of reprimands from Oscar just because of Isabe’s actions.


    A woman like her deserves to be taught a lesson so that she’ll know that not all men would fall for her


    pretense! She shouldn’t act as she pleases just because she has a privileged background!


    The extremely aggrieved Linda had a lot of grumbles inside her, yet there was nothing she could do


    except glower at Isabe and close the door behind her after leaving the room.


    Meanwhile, Isabe was feeling delighted internally at Oscar’s differential treatment. Her smile


    broadened as she assumed she had a special ce in his heart.


    “Oscar, I’ve prepared lunch for you. Dig in before you continue with your work.” Still holding onto the


    lunchbox she specially prepared at home, she walked over to him excitedly.


    However, Oscar merely regarded her coldly. “Isabe, if you think Clinton Corporations isn’t a great fit


    for you, you can always leave now. Thepany hires you in hopes that you can bring us benefits


    instead of doing your job perfunctorily. We don’t want to hire a freeloader.”


    The smile on Isabe faded. Looking at him resentfully and aggrievedly, she stretched her hand out.


    “Oscar, all I want is for you to eat what I’ve specially cooked for you. Look at the number of blisters I got


    from the oil spatters while learning to cook for you. Please eat some? I’ve put in a lot of effort to make


    them.”


    Oscar’s gaze only grew colder.


    He pointed toward the door and ordered, “Get out. Don’t make me repeat myself. And in the future,


    don’t enter my office without my permission.”


    Tears welled up in Isabe’s eyes at once. She inched toward Oscar and carefully ced the lunchbox


    on his desk before she said in a pitiful tone, “Oscar, this is my gesture of goodwill. Eat a bit, will you?


    On the ount that I’ve hurt myself while learning to cook for you, eat some of it. Otherwise, I’ll cry


    before you now.”


    Had it been any other man, Isabe’s coquettish and meek acting would have long softened their


    hearts. Their rtionship would perhaps even have gotten to the next level. That said, it was a pity


    Oscar only had one woman in his heart. Therefore, her behavior could only prompt him to see her as a


    pretentious woman.


    With a cold expression on his face, Oscar said, “Isabe, don’t force me to go against my principles of


    not hitting women. The way you’re acting now disgusts me. Take your lunchbox with you and leave.


    Also, head to the finance department to get your sry sorted. You don’t have to return for work from


    tomorrow onward.”


    Taken aback by the man’s words, Isabe froze.


    “Oscar, what did you just say?”


    “Isabe, you should learn to have some dignity. I don’t like clingy women like you. Besides, your


    actions are affecting my work and life. You’ve seeded in making me feel disgusted. Take it that I’m


    pleading you; please take your leave now,” Oscar uttered impassively.


    Unable to believe what the man had just said, she stared at him with reddened eyes. Then, in a


    petnt tone, she voiced, “Oscar, you’re cruel. Too bad I’ve fallen head over heels with you. Trust me


    —you’ll fall in love with me one day. Anyway, I’ve put in lots of effort to prepare this lunchbox, so show


    some appreciation and eat it even if you don’t like it. I’ll take my leave and head back to work now. And


    I’ll prove to you that I’m not a useless employee to thispany.”


    Having said that, she covered her face and left hurriedly. However, once she was out of Oscar’s office,


    her countenance did a one-eighty. Gone was the pitiful expression, and what reced it was a grim


    one. The resentment and anger in her eyes could barely be concealed.


    Looking at the lunchbox left on the table, Oscar called Linda in and ordered, “Throw that out


    immediately.”


    Linda nodded in acknowledgment and picked it up from the table. “Mr. Clinton, is there anything else


    you need?”


    “Do not let Isabe get anywhere near my office in the future, Linda. I don’t see the need for you to


    remain in thepany if such a situation ever arises again. Do you understand?”


    Linda politely replied, “Yes, Mr. Clinton. I’ll be wary in the future and strive not to disappoint you.”


    “You may leave first.”


    Nodding at him, she replied, “Then I’ll get back to work, Mr. Clinton.”


    Oscar only gave a light nod as a reply.


    Such a trivial episode did not seem to affect Oscar for the least bit. He soon got back on track and


    drowned himself in work for several hours, which only came to a stop when the ringtone from his phone


    broke his train of thought. Whipping out his phone, he realized it was Olivia.


    At once, he knitted his brows. He felt somewhat a little repulsed by Olivia’s random calls as it had


    disrupted his otherwise peaceful and quiet day.


    As much as he did not want to pick up the call, he was left with no other choice because Olivia was


    way more persistent than he would have expected. She had dialed over ten consecutive calls, leaving


    him with a seemingly ceaseless ringtone that ultimately led him to pick up the call.


    “Hey, Mom,” Oscar muttered as he massaged his throbbing head.


    “Have you gotten off work? Come straight to the Clinton residence. I have something to tell you.” Olivia


    sounded extremely assertive over the phone.


    “Mom, I still need to wrap up some matters, so I don’t think I can head back anytime soon. I’ll find some


    time to visit after I clear my work. If it’s anything urgent, you can tell me through the phone; I’ll be


    listening.”


    “Come back here, right now.”


    Getting visibly annoyed, he suppressed his anger and answered, “Mom, stop it. I’m not lying; I’m still


    busy with work. Actually, I won’t head back tonight. I’ll just spend my night at the apartment.”


    “Oscar, are you trying to get out of this by giving me excuses? Come back here immediately.


    Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what might happen to me.” Olivia was getting increasingly irked.


    “Mom, you’ve misunderstood. I’ve always respected you. As such, I hope I can receive your love and


    blessings.”


    “Thene back now. Or else don’t call me ‘Mom’ from now on.”


    With no other options, Oscar eventuallypromised. He was afraid that Olivia would put her threats


    to action and hurt herself. Thus, after packing the necessary items he needed for work, he rushed to


    the parking lot and drove back home at once.


    “Dad, Mom.” Upon stepping foot into the living room at the residence, he greeted his parents,


    completely neglecting the existence of Isabe and Stephanie, who were both sitting at one side.


    Olivia pointed at the sofa seat right next to her. “Oscar, have a seat here.”


    He did as instructed.


    “Oscar, Isabe cares so much about you and has even expressed her admiration toward you. Can’t


    you treat her better at thepany?” She looked at him and went straight to the point.


    “Isabe and I are just strangers, Mom. I hope you won’t try to set us up as that’ll only bring me


    troubles.” Oscar furrowed his brows and patiently added, “Besides, she isn’t doing her job well at the


    company. Her performance is not on par with the standards of a graduate from a renowned university.


    A person like her isn’t a good fit for thepany, and it’s unfair to the other employees who actually


    have a talent. Thus, I’ve dismissed her. She doesn’t have to report for work from tomorrow onward.”


    Sneering, she snapped, “Oscar, it seems like you’ve got everything nned out, huh? To think you


    even had the audacity toe up with such an excuse. Isabe’s doing a great job at work. I’ve called


    the Sales Department to ask about her performance, and everyone is full of praises for her. What


    exactly are you dissatisfied with her?”


    Feeling frustrated, Oscar abruptly stood up. “Mom, I still have some unfinished work. I’ll excuse myself


    first.”


    “Stop right there,” Olivia firmly called out.


    At once, he stopped in his tracks.


    “Could it be that you still can’t forget Amelia?” Olivia red at him.


    “Mom, she’s my wife. And she’s the only one who is fit to be my wife.” Oscar was firm with his answer.


    “You rascal! Did you forget how she had wrecked our family? I haven’t seen my precious grandson


    even till now. Yet you still have that vile woman in your mind? Will you only be contented if I die before


    your eyes?” she berated.


    Oscar was instantly overwhelmed with mixed emotions.


    “Mom, I love and respect you. Never have I ever hoped for anything untoward to happen to you. My


    yearning for Amelia would never affect how I treat you,” he solemnly exined.


    “You can only choose one—either me or her.” Olivia, on the other hand, remained stubborn. “She’s no


    longer the daughter-inw of the Clintons ever since she left with Tony wordlessly.”


    Growing impatient, Oscar took a deep breath. “Mom, can you stop acting this way? I’m sick of all of


    this. I’ve been trying to appease you while looking for Amelia all this while. I honestly have had enough


    of everything. Let me take a breather, will you? Your tantrums are making you less gentle and


    thoughtful, and I’m gradually losing the good impression I have of you. I don’t wish for you to grow into


    a horrible figure in my heart.”


    An ugly scowl appeared on Olivia’s otherwise beautiful face.


    Owen quietly held her in his arms and consoled her.


    “Oscar, apologize to your mom. She’s doing this for your own good.” With a frown, he tried to ease the


    tension.


    Nevertheless, Oscar stayed silent. He was tired and did not want to give in any longer.


    Seeing his reaction, Olivia could not hold her tears back anymore as an inexplicable sadness arose


    within her. “I’m too mortified to live on. Everything I’ve done was for our family’s sake, yet my son


    doesn’t understand me and even ims that I’m acting unreasonably. I’m really heartbroken.”


    At that, Oscar’s face darkened even further.


    “Oscar, apologize to your mom. I don’t think you’ll want to see anything happen to her either, right?”


    Owen cautioned.
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