Chapter 794
Emma sent a lot of insider information about Noah to Oscar. These were sufficient to give Noah a sentence if handed to the police, but they were not enough for a life sentence.
After receiving the information, Oscar looked at Emma. "So, how much do you want?"
"Five million. Also, please help me create a new identity. I want to start anew in another country and never return here," Emma answered.
"All right," Oscar agreed in a heartbeat. Noticing her miserable state, he questioned, "Are all your injuries caused by Noah?"
"No. They're from him and your sister." Emma smiled tauntingly and continued, "Mr. Clinton, she's more vicious than you in comparison." Although Stephanie doesn't seem to be that smart.
Oscar nodded in agreement.
If Stephanie was not vicious, she would not have hired someone to run over the then-pregnant Amelia, which almost got them killed that year. For that reason alone, Oscar would not acknowledge Stephanie as his sister ever again.
He would not spare anyone who wanted the lives of his wife and son; he would take everything from them and leave them with nothing.
It was easier to go from poor to rich than rich to poor. He wanted to see Stephanie left with nothing after being abandoned by everyone else. That would be more satisfying than taking her life.
"Mr. Clinton, seeing as I didn't hide anything from you, I hope you can send the money and process the new identity as soon as possible," Emma uttered.
"You can leave first," replied Oscar. "I will get someone to prepare the things you want, but don't you want to see how Noah will end up?"
Smiling, she responded, "From the moment he broke my thumb, he and I have nothing to do with each other. Compared to wasting my time watching karma catch up to him, I rather go overseas to lead the life I want."
"You're a smart woman," he commented.
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Clinton." With that, Emma wore her sunglasses and left the company. Right after she got into her car, she saw Isabella and Stephanie coming from another direction while chatting merrily.
Emma stared at the pregnant Stephanie resentfully. It was because of this woman that her hand was crippled. The reason why Emma had not gone to the doctor was so she could feel the pain longer. Once she grew stronger, she would return to the country and watch how Noah would fall rock bottom from the top and become miserable with nothing left for him.
She could not wait for the day Noah would grovel at her feet and beg for forgiveness. He should not have left her to marry an unruly and spoiled woman.
Noah, Stephanie, just you two wait. I will come back in another few years.
Starting the engine, she drove away, going to the hospital to check up on her finger. The doctor told her that her finger was completely crushed, and the possibility of recovery was nil, so they could only replace it with a prosthetic finger.
She lay on the cold operating table alone, waiting for the doctor to replace her finger. Emma placed the blame for this on Noah and Stephanie.
In the future, she would pay back all the humiliation and pain she felt today.
As for Stephanie, she did not know that she became Emma's target of resentment. While carrying bags of food, she went upstairs with Isabella. Once they got out of the elevator, Linda stopped them.
Steeling herself, Linda uttered, "Ms. Stephanie and Ms. Walker, Mr. Clinton is working inside. You're not allowed to enter."
Stephanie lifted her eyebrows and swept a glance at Linda, then she scoffed, "I came to visit my brother. Since when did a secretary like you have the right to tell me what to do?"
Linda felt her scalp turn numb. Stephanie was the Clinton family's young lady, thus more troublesome to deal with than Isabella. More importantly, if she pissed Stephanie off, Linda would have to bid farewell to her job.
"Ms. Stephanie, you know Mr. Clinton's temperament. You may enter if you'd like to, but I need to inform him first," Linda stated.
Stephanie was about to throw a tantrum, but Isabella held her back, signaling her not to act rashly.
"You can go in and tell Oscar, Linda. We don't have anything to do, but we shouldn't disrupt his work," Isabella voiced out.
Linda nodded and entered the office.
It was unknown what she said inside the office. When she came out, she uttered respectfully, "Ms. Stephanie and Ms. Walker, Mr. Clinton invited you to go in."
Immediately, Stephanie entered the office pridefully. Once she saw Oscar, she could not help but complain, "Oscar, your secretary is too arrogant. Why does she have to report it when I want to see you? I suggest you dismiss her and hire someone more obedient."
Ignoring Stephanie, Oscar continued to do his work.
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