Too Much to Bear, My Love - Season 1 Episode 89

With a nod of her head, his secretary put down the lunchbox and left, closing the door behind her.

Sitting down, Oscar opened the lunchbox and saw that it was filled with his favorite food. When he was about to take a bite, his phone rang.

After picking up the call, a man was heard saying, “Mr. Clinton, I’ve found out who the sender is. The parcel was sent by a middle-aged man in his forties. I found this man, and he told me that a young woman paid him to send the parcel. He doesn’t know that woman, but I drew a portrait based on his descriptions and looked into it. I found out that she’s the daughter of the Larsons. Her details have been emailed to you.”

“Alright. I’ll get someone to transfer the payment to you in a while,” replied Oscar.

“Mr. Clinton, it’s nice to work with you as you’re generous with the pay. Remember to find me whenever you need.”

“Sure. I’m hanging up.”

“Bye.”

After the phone call, Oscar no longer had the appetite to eat. Returning to his office, he turned on his computer and logged into his email. As he looked through the information that was sent to him, the look in his eyes changed. “Jennifer Larson?” he muttered to himself.

He had never met Jennifer, nor did he hear of Larson Group. Larson Group did not have much presence in the domestic market as their main business was abroad, where they were one of the biggest family-owned businesses.

However, Larson Group had never had any conflict of interest with Clinton Corporations, so Oscar did not understand why Jennifer would hire someone to take photos of Amelia. He began to wonder if it was purely a prank or a move targeting Clinton Corporations.

Taking out his phone, he called Sam and said, “Sam, get me the phone number of Jennifer Larson.”

“Mr. Clinton, have you fallen for this beautiful girl? I have to admit that she’s gorgeous, but you have a wife already, so you shouldn’t be such a playboy.”

“Cut the nonsense, Sam. Just tell me if you can do that. If you can’t, I’ll get someone else to do it. I don’t like talking to a piece of trash.”

“Alright, alright. You want her phone number, right? Gimme ten minutes. I can surely get it for you, but you have to pay me more, or else I won’t do it. After all, I run the risk of being discovered by Amelia. If she found out, don’t tell her that I give you the number.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re noisy, Sam?” After that, Oscar directly hung up the phone.

After about ten minutes, his phone vibrated. Taking a look at the phone, he saw the phone number sent by Sam, followed by a message that read: Mr. Clinton, big news. Amelia and this woman work in the same company. You need to be careful while screwing around. Don’t let Amelia catch you red-handed.

The look in Oscar’s eyes changed as he muttered, “The same company?”

Smirking, he added, “It seems that I really need to meet this Jennifer Larson.”

He called the number he had just obtained. When the call was answered, he asked, “May I speak to Ms. Jennifer Larson?”

Finding it strange, Jennifer took a look at the unknown number before replying, “Speaking. May I know who this is?”

“You actually have no idea who I am after having sent the photos to me?”

Jennifer’s heart was instantly in her mouth as she did not expect that Oscar Clinton would be able to find her in such a short time.

Sir, and I don’t know

talk about why you wanted to take photos of my wife. Although we the Clintons aren’t the richest

Mr. Clinton. Shouldn’t you thank me after I got someone

woman.

you and

in the evening. I hope that you can come, Ms. Larson.

the root of their business was not in Chanaea. If she really offended the Clintons, her family

I have to go. I’ll arrive on time

I don’t

hope you can also be there on time.

by hanging

Garden later, and go for a prenatal checkup with Ms. Yard. Tell her that I can’t go with her because I’m still in a meeting. Report the

strange look and asked, “Boss, may I know who

should know. As for those you shouldn’t know, you should stay out of

hurriedly apologized, “I’m

Oscar nodded.

to the hospital at three o’clock. Just tell her I can’t go because I’m still in a meeting. Do you

complete the task properly and not let you

went into the reception room, where the delegation was already seated. Taking

hours of talks, they finally compromised and

feet and extended his hand, saying, “Mr. Clinton, we’re pleased to work with you and Clinton Corporations. I’m very much looking forward to our

flatter me, Mr. Jones. I’m also looking forward to working together with your company, which is the

left the reception room. After getting his staff to send them downstairs, he headed to his office and checked his phone; there were

her call, and she soon picked it up. “Mom, Amelia and I haven’t finished our work, so I won’t be going over for dinner tonight. I’ll take her back tomorrow,” said

was apparently angry as she asked, “Oscar, why didn’t you tell me that Amelia is

Mom?” asked Oscar after a momentary

I hadn’t called Amelia, would you have planned

from you. I

know that Amelia did something wrong in the photo incident, but you’re her husband, so you can’t leave her alone in the hospital,” Olivia said in an accusing tone. “It’s quite lonely for her to stay in the hospital alone. You need to come here right now, or I’ll really get

appointment with a client. I’ll go over

“Oscar Clinton, if you still want to be my son, come over immediately. Otherwise, don’t

first. I’ll go over at night. Besides, I don’t really want

Olivia fell silent.

didn’t mean to disobey you, but I’ve really made an appointment with the customer, so please

done. Amelia is feeling quite down. It’s not good for the development of the fetus when the mother has mood

over

up the phone, Oscar furrowed his brow and

The moment he walked into the restaurant, a young waiter greeted, “Mr. Clinton, the room you reserved is ready. This way, please.”

Oscar nodded.

He followed the waiter into the room, and the latter poured him a glass of water, asking, “Mr. Clinton, would you like to order now or after your company comes?”

“After she comes. You can leave first.”

“Okay. You can ring the bell when you need me.” The waiter left the room.

After waiting in the room for about ten minutes, Oscar saw the door open, and the waiter came in, followed by Jennifer.

Jennifer walked up to Oscar and extended her hand, saying, “Hi, Mr. Clinton, my name is Jennifer Larson. You can call me Jennifer.”

After glancing at her, Oscar simply took a sip of water from his glass, ignoring her outstretched hand.

Jennifer was a little embarrassed but soon recomposed herself. Flipping her hair seductively, she asked, “You’re not a petty man who would be mad with a woman who’s late, are you, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar took a sip of his water and stated, “I don’t like people who are late, regardless of gender.”

“Don’t you know that being late is in a woman’s nature? Don’t you even have the magnanimity to wait for a woman for a few minutes?” asked Jennifer while sitting down.

“Depends on who the woman is. If it’s my wife, I have no problem waiting for her for two hours. If it’s a woman like you, I’d advise you to be punctual. Otherwise, it’ll be very off-putting.”

Jennifer’s mouth twitched as she commented, “It turns out you’re such a petty man, Mr. Clinton. You’re actually embarrassing girls so ungentlemanly.”

Without even looking at her, Oscar glanced at the waiter, who was standing at the side bewildered, and said, “We’re ready to order.”

The waiter was relieved and immediately handed over the menu. “Here you go, Mr. Clinton.”

“Give it to her.”

The waiter immediately gave the menu to Jennifer and said, “Here’s the menu, Ms. Larson.”

Jennifer casually ordered three dishes before she pushed the menu to Oscar. “Your turn, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar then ordered another three dishes and one appetizer before handed the menu back to the waiter, saying, “That’s it. You may leave.”

“Please wait for a while, Mr. Clinton, Ms. Larson. Your food will be served soon.” The waiter went out.

After the waiter closed the door, Jennifer crossed her arms and asked, “Mr. Clinton, I suppose you don’t just want to meet me for dinner, do you?”

“Why did you send me those photos?” asked Oscar straightforwardly.

Jennifer took a sip of water and asked instead, “Don’t you like my gift, Mr. Clinton?”