Chapter 470 Fate Is Unpredictable
Isabella bit her lip and begged, “Oscar, don’t be like this. Your mother says you’ve lost some weight these days. That’s why I sent one of my house’s maids to slaughter the chicken at home at six o’clock in the morning. I personally made it for you to help nourish your body. For the sake of my hard work, please have some and not let my efforts go to waste.”
“Isabella, if you’re slacking off during work hours, then you should be removed from your position as the director. Clinton Corporations can’t afford to hire people who laze around. You should just return to the Walker family and be their rich daughter.” Oscar pointed at the door and said mercilessly, “I don’t need your concern. Your pestering only annoys me. Please get out.”
Hearing that, Isabella looked at him sorrowfully. “Oscar, do you really have to be that cruel?”
Seeing how she was reluctant to leave, Oscar immediately gave Linda a call to get the woman out. However, he did not expect another secretary to enter the room. She said cautiously, “Mr. Clinton, Linda has an upset stomach. She went to the restroom and isn’t back till now. I didn’t stop Ms. Walker from entering just now because she said she brought some food for you on Mrs. Clinton’s orders.”
Oscar buried his face into the documents and uttered coldly, “Take her out. If this happens again, you can go straight to the finance department to claim your salary for that month and leave this company forever.”
The secretary let out a sigh and spoke to Isabella in a courteous manner. “Ms. Walker, this way, please. I’m just an employee here. Please don’t make things difficult for me.”
Isabella’s expression turned ugly in an instant. I can’t believe I came all the way here just to be humiliated.
After giving the secretary a glare, she marched toward the office table in her high heels and placed the thermos on it unhappily, pleading, “Oscar, I shall not bother you anymore, but please have some of this chicken soup. I spent two hours making it for you. Please, I’m begging you.”
Nonetheless, Oscar did not even bother to lift his head.
Isabella had no choice but to leave while suppressing her hurt feelings. Yet, she did not take the thermos with her. It looked slightly lonely among the pile of documents.
“Take it away,” Oscar said without lifting his head.
The secretary, who was still rooted to the spot, was at a loss. She then lifted the thermos carefully and said, “Mr. Clinton, are you really not going to have some? This is, after all, Ms. Walker’s kind intention. If I take it away, she might feel sad.”
It was at that moment that Oscar finally lifted his head and glanced coldly at her. “Renee, if you’re still unclear about your position and bring your personal feelings into work, I’ll have to reconsider your suitability for this job.”
Renee could not help but shudder at his words. She nodded hurriedly. “I know what to do. I’ll leave now.” With that, she walked away miserably, her high heels clicking on the floor.
After that, Oscar continued to focus on his work, not at all affected by Isabella’s trivial disturbance.
As he was focused on dealing with all the documents, another knock sounded on the door. “Come in,” he said sternly.
Linda pushed the door open and said, “Mr. Clinton, Mr. Hayes is here.”
Oscar lifted his head and raised his eyebrows when he noticed Julian standing behind Linda. He did not expect Julian to come looking for him during office hours.
“All right. You may leave, Linda,” Oscar said, waving his hand.
“Okay, Mr. Clinton.”
“Oh, please bring in two cups of coffee. One without sugar, the other with less sugar,” Oscar instructed.
“Yes, Mr. Clinton.” Linda walked out and closed the door behind her.
Oscar then got to his feet, walked past his desk, and sat on the sofa with Julian. He crossed his legs elegantly, staring at his visitor. “What brings you here?”
“I heard Clinton Corporations is interested in joining the entertainment industry. Hence, I’ve prepared a proposal. I wanted to discuss it with you and see if I could get a piece of the pie from your company,” Julian said lazily, pulling out a proposal and throwing it onto the table.
Oscar leaned over and picked up the document. After going through it, he said, “This proposal is quite good, but since when did your company dabble in the entertainment industry?”
Adjusting his posture, Julian flashed him a smile. “I’m planning to start an entertainment agency. Besides, my brother is handling the company. There’s no need for a rich heir like me to look after it, so I want to start an entertainment company for fun. Moreover, there are many pretty ladies in the industry. Who knows? I might even get lucky and find myself a girlfriend.”
After studying him in silence, Oscar uttered a sentence that immediately exposed his friend’s lie, “What happened? I’ve never heard you say you were interested in the entertainment industry. Please don’t forget that we’re best buddies. There’s no secret you can keep from me.”
Julian laughed aloud.
“Oscar, sometimes you’re just so smart that I want to beat you up,” Julian said casually.
Oscar merely shrugged, not bothering to respond.
Just then, Linda knocked on the door, bringing two cups of coffee in with her.
As she placed them on the table, Julian smiled and said, “Linda, you’re so beautiful, capable, and caring. Anyone who marries you is a lucky man. Actually, why don’t you consider me?”
Linda was a wise woman. Naturally, she knew Julian was making a joke. She smiled politely and replied, “Mr. Hayes, I’m just a lowly secretary. A son from a prominent family like you is way out of my league. Anyway, please carry on with your discussion. I’ll take my leave.”
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