Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 722

Chapter 722 He Threw Away Her Coffee

While departing The Urban Delight with Stephanie, Isabella texted Noah. She stated that Emma had intentionally gone to meet Stephanie. Likewise, she instructed Noah to keep an eye on Emma and prevent the latter from getting in the way of their plans.

Noah’s face darkened grimly once he saw the message. “Emma, I hear you approached Stephanie earlier,” he asked with a menacing frown.

“Yeah.” Emma nodded before continuing, “I bumped into Isabella in the washroom. It seemed rude not to greet her, so we had a little chat. Why? Did Isabella complain about it to you?”

“I told you to stay away from Stephanie. Did you not heed my words?”

Emma glanced at him, a smirk spreading across her face. “Why? Are you worried about her?”

“Emma, we’ve talked about this. Everything I’m doing is for our future. Why can’t you be more understanding?” Noah seemed wholly enraged, like a bull that had seen a red flag. “Must you cause such a massive scene so that everyone will know? Will you only feel satisfied after Stephanie and I get into a heated argument?”

A soft chuckle came from Emma, whose tone became much gentler. “How could you say that, Noah? I’ve been by your side for many years, and you’re the only man in my heart. So I merely wanted to see your wife and find out whether she genuinely treated you well—I worried you’d be unhappy in your marriage to the Clintons’ heiress. After all, the Clintons are powerful and wealthy, even more so than your already renowned family. Thus, I feared you’d have a hard time pleasing your pampered wife.”

Noah’s expression softened a little once he heard that. “I know you’re doing this for my sake, but please stay away from her because I’m worried you’ll get hurt.”

“Okay.”

Later, Noah sent Emma back to her neighborhood before hurriedly driving away. The latter’s eyes narrowed as she watched the car speed into the distance. Something malicious seemed to flicker in her gaze right then.

She then took the elevator upstairs, opened her door with her key, and phoned Oscar.

The call rang a couple of times before connecting.

“Hello.” Oscar’s frosty voice rang out from the phone speaker. Anyone listening would involuntarily get goosebumps and behave respectfully toward him.

“Mr. Clinton, it’s me, Emma. I wonder if you still remember someone unimportant like me?” Emma uttered with caution.

An imposing, alpha male aura oozed from Oscar. It was so overwhelming that Emma did not dare to cross him. He was the kind of man she could not afford to offend.

“I remember you. Why have you called me?”

“Noah came over to my place today. I even saw your precious little sister. Shall I test the waters by leaking information to her? Noah has previously told me he only married your sister to take advantage of your family’s wealth and prestige,” Emma exaggerated, hoping to fuel the fire.

“There’s no need to tell her for now.” Oscar was not at all bothered by her words. Instead, he instructed, “Record any intimate moments you have with Noah and send it to me. As for the money, I’ll transfer fifty percent of it to you. You’ll get the other half when I decide to end this game. If there’s nothing else, we can end this conversation now.”

“Okay, Mr. Clinton.” Emma then politely hung up the phone. While gazing at the black screen, she snickered. “Gosh, I do love how dramas unfold in wealthy families. It is sure fun to watch back-stabbing between siblings, as well as a married man keeping a mistress. Things are getting much more intriguing.”

On the other end, Oscar placed his phone back into his pocket before returning to his seat. He calmly stated, “Apologies for taking up your time, everyone. Please continue with what you were saying.”

The executives who got forced into the meeting by Oscar instantly retracted their curious gazes. They soon resumed their formal discussion.