Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 667

Chapter 667 Missing

“I’m afraid we can’t fulfill your request, Old Mr. Halliwell. Here’s the deposit you gave us. We’re returning it in full,” one of the three bodyguards stated as he slipped the bank card in his hand back to Reuben.

Reuben narrowed his eyes a fraction, but he remained smiling as he inquired, “Why? Do you find the deposit too little?”

“Of course not. This deposit is far more generous than that of other clients. But we really can’t take the job. The woman you’re asking for is acquainted with Mr. Clinton, and the heir of Clinton Corporations isn’t someone a small security firm like us can afford to offend,” the bodyguard explained.

“The heir of Clinton Corporations?” Reuben echoed thoughtfully.

“Old Mr. Halliwell, you’re from Saspiuburg, so you might not be so familiar with the business circles in Tayhaven. Everyone from Tayhaven knows that a single word from the Clintons has the power to shake the city. They’re exceedingly powerful and aren’t someone we can afford to offend. Please look for someone else. Insignificant people like us dare not go against them,” the bodyguard expounded.

In response, Reuben waved a dismissive hand.

Those three bodyguards promptly scampered away like mice.

“What a bunch of idiots! And they call themselves the best security firm? Their bodyguards are all utter cowards!” Dorothy, who had been silent so far, scoffed.

At that, Reuben threw her a look.

“Dearest, it seems we’ve got to reconsider things,” he murmured, sighing faintly.

Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Dorothy seldom bothered about the affairs of the outside world all these years, so she knew little about the Clintons.

“Clinton Corporations ranks first in Tayhaven in terms of annual profit. They have tens of thousands of employees, with thousands of them making tens of millions, five hundred of them making millions, and the rest making thousands in annual income. Their employees’ incomes are among the highest in the entire country, let alone Tayhaven. One can even say that the Clintons are even more powerful than the Hissons. Since that woman is actually under the Clintons’ protection, I’m afraid we can’t make a move against her easily, “Reuben explained briefly. Then, he again heaved a sigh morosely.

Dorothy plunged into silent contemplation for a moment.

She then demanded, “Don’t tell me we’re just going to leave with our tails tucked between our legs without avenging our grandson? How are we supposed to show our faces in public if we were to return bare-handed?”

Reuben said nothing.

“I’ll go and meet that so-called heir of Clinton Corporations tomorrow. I want to see whether he’s really that intimidating,” Dorothy sneered disdainfully with a snort.

In her opinion, the heir of Clinton Corporations was no different from other wealthy heirs, capable of nothing else other than eating, drinking, and having fun. Therefore, she didn’t believe that she wasn’t his match when she had seniority over him.

“Don’t be rash, Dearest. I’ll go and meet him tomorrow,” Reuben countered.

“Let’s go together.”

The next day, the two of them went to Clinton Corporations by car.

The receptionist stopped them both.

“Sir, madam, may I know who you’re looking for? Do you have an appointment?” she asked politely.

“This is my business card. I’m here in Tayhaven for an inspection, and I heard that Clinton Corporations is one of the biggest companies in the city, so I’m interested in collaborating with your company. Please give your boss a call on my behalf,” Reuben fibbed.

The receptionist studied the business card. Not daring to dawdle, she made the call. After hanging up the phone, she went over to them and uttered courteously, “This way, sir, madam.”

Reuben and Dorothy trailed after her, taking Oscar’s private elevator upstairs directly.

The instant they stepped out of the elevator, Linda was already standing there to welcome them.

Bowing slightly, she queried, “Old Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell?”

Reuben nodded in affirmation.

“This way, please. Mr. Clinton is already waiting for you both inside.” Linda respectfully led them to the office door before opening it and ushering them in.

“Old Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell are here, Mr. Clinton,” she reported.

Oscar raised his hand and waved it dismissively, ordering, “You may leave.”

“Understood, Mr. Clinton.”

Consequently, Linda went out and even thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

Oscar stood up and circled the desk, scrutinizing Rueben and Dorothy surreptitiously. Subsequently, he extended a hand and greeted, “Nice to meet you, Old Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell. I’m Oscar Clinton.”

Reuben fixated his gaze on the man. Admittedly, he’s an incredibly outstanding man with striking looks and dignified manners. He has a formidable aura and an authoritative air of someone superior.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, lad. Indeed, you’re very capable despite your tender age and far more outstanding than I expected,” Reuben drawled blithely, deliberately ignoring the man’s outstretched hand.

Withdrawing his hand, Oscar remarked without any change in expression, “Have a seat, Old Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell.”