Too Much to Bear My Love

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.

“Is this some kind of joke? I don’t know you, Sir, and I don’t know what photos you’re talking about. If

there is nothing else, I’ll hang up now.”

“Ms. Larson, I’ll get straight to the point. I don’t like people who play games with me. Are you free

tonight? I’d like to meet with you to talk about why you wanted to take photos of my wife. Although we

the Clintons aren’t the richest in the world, we still have the ability to make a company go bankrupt. The

main business of you Larsons is abroad, so you’re basically like a dead lion here,” said Oscar.

Jennifer stopped playing dumb and replied, “Oh, it’s Mr. Clinton. Shouldn’t you thank me after I got

someone to take such interesting photos?”

“Only I can bully my woman. No outsider can frame her.”

“It seems that the relationship between you and your wife isn’t as bad as rumored.”

“Starry Sky Restaurant at six in the evening. I hope that you can come, Ms. Larson. Otherwise, I don’t

mind making it hard for the Larsons to survive here.”

Jennifer knew that they could not beat a local powerful family as the root of their business was not in

Chanaea. If she really offended the Clintons, her family would probably have to leave Chanaea.

“Since you have extended an invitation to me, of course, I have to go. I’ll arrive on time at six. Hopefully,

you won’t stand me up, Mr. Clinton,” replied Jennifer.

“Just remember, Ms. Larson, I don’t like to be kept waiting.”

“Well, me too. I hope you can also be there on time. Men should act like a gentleman.”

Oscar responded by hanging up the phone.

After fiddling with his phone for a while, he left the office and said to one of the secretaries, “Linda, go to

unit 601 of block B in the Pinnacle 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 result of the checkup to me when you

come back.”

Linda gave him a strange look and asked, “Boss, may I know who this Ms. Yard is?”

“Linda, you are a smart person. You’ll know what you should know. As for those you shouldn’t know, you

should stay out of it,” warned Oscar.

Horrified, Linda hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry for prying, Boss.”

Oscar nodded.

“You’ll go there to take her to the hospital at three o’clock. Just tell her I can’t go because I’m still in a

meeting. Do you understand?”

“Don’t worry, Boss. I promise to complete the task properly and not let you down.”

Oscar then went into the reception room, where the delegation was already seated. Taking his seat, he

declared, “Let’s start the meeting.”

Both sides soon entered into negotiations. After several hours of talks, they finally compromised and

reached an agreement.

The general representative of Jardin Technologies rose to his 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

upcoming collaboration.”

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

best in the industry in this city,” replied Oscar.

They continued to chat for a while before the people from Jardin Technologies left the reception room.

After getting his staff to send them downstairs, he headed to his office and checked his phone; there

were two missed calls from Olivia.

He returned 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 Oscar.

Olivia was apparently angry as she asked, “Oscar, why didn’t you tell me that Amelia is in the hospital?”

“How did you find out, Mom?” asked Oscar after a momentary silence.

“If I hadn’t called Amelia, would you have planned to hide it from me?”

“Calm down, Mom. I didn’t mean to hide it from you. I just didn’t want you to be too worried.”

“Oscar, 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 mad.”

“I have a dinner appointment with a client. I’ll go over after that.”

Olivia instantly lost her temper. “Oscar Clinton, if you still want to be my son, come over immediately.

Otherwise, don’t call me ‘Mom’ anymore.”

“Mom, I’ve already made an appointment with someone, and I can’t cancel it. You can take care of

Amelia first. I’ll go over at night. Besides, I don’t really want to see her now due to the photos.” Oscar

knitted his brows.

Olivia fell silent.

“Mom, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disobey you, but I’ve really made an appointment with the customer, so

please take care of Amelia first.”

Olivia softened her tone as she said earnestly, “Alright. Come over after you’re done. Amelia is feeling

quite down. It’s not good for the development of the fetus when the mother has mood swings,”

“I understand, Mom. I’ll go over as fast as I can.”

After hanging up the phone, Oscar furrowed his brow and drove to the restaurant.

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?”

“No man will like it after seeing his own wife cheat on him,” retorted Oscar.

“Is that so? You don’t seem to be angry, though. Instead, you look like you’re having fun. Do you like

seeing your woman hook up with her boss? You aren’t a coward, are you?” said Jennifer with a smile.