Chapter 832 Targeting Tony
When Amelia and Oscar came back, they instantly saw both Kurt and Derrick were injured. Amelia couldn’t help but frown and ask Derrick, “What’s the meaning of this, Derrick?”
Derrick gently touched his swollen lips and said, “I wanted to meet Tiff, but your bodyguard was too uncompromising. We had an argument which escalated to a fight, resulting in this.”
“If I didn’t remember wrongly, you have already divorced Tiff, Derrick. You even brought Crystal and your mother to City Hall to humiliate her, so don’t try to put up an act in front of us now. Are you regretting your decision and seeking to get back together with Tiff again?” Amelia had her arms folded across her chest defensively as she questioned him.
Derrick frowned and solemnly said, “I really didn’t mean to make things difficult for Tiff at City Hall.”
“Whatever! Anyway, you and Tiff are divorced, so you should just stay with Crystal and focus on taking care of her and your unborn baby. As for Tiff, we’ll take good care of her. We’ll also help introduce good men to her. Many rich guys would be more than happy to marry a woman like her, unlike you ungrateful Hissons.” Amelia waved him off.
Derrick’s expression darkened, and he hissed, “I thought we are friends, Amelia.”
“Were. We used to be, but we’re no longer friends now,” Amelia retorted.
Derrick’s face fell, but he brushed off her retort. “I’m not here to pick a quarrel with you, Amelia. I just want to meet Tiff,” he said.
Crossing her arms, Amelia replied, “Leave now if you know what’s good for you, Derrick. Tiff is no longer related to you, so this harassment is not going to do anyone any good. She’s not your responsibility anymore.”
Derrick took a deep breath and reminded himself not to blow up. He had to suppress his impulsive desires, for if he didn’t, he was sure Oscar would step in to make sure he would never get to see Tiffany ever again.
“I’ll head home then. Please take good care of Tiff. I’ll be back to see her again,” Derrick despondently said.
Amelia was about to say something sarcastic to him, but seeing how dispirited he was, she held her tongue and spoke no further.
After Derrick left, she turned to Kurt in concern and asked about his injuries.
“I’m fine, so don’t worry,” Kurt assured.
Despite his insistence that he was fine, Amelia still went upstairs to get the medical kit for him.
Kurt dressed his wounds, then took leave and wisely made himself scarce.
Amelia initially wanted to ask him to stay for dinner, but she changed her mind after she caught sight of Oscar and remembered he was with her.
After Kurt left, Amelia frowned and asked, “Oscar, is there a way to stop Derrick from harassing Tiff?”
“Sure! Get rid of him, and he’ll never be able to appear again. Alternatively, we can go after his business. He won’t have time for love if he’s busy fire-fighting to salvage his company,” Oscar said solemnly without batting an eyelid.
Amelia thought about his suggestions and decided they were not feasible.
“Forget it! I’ll have a talk with Tiff and see what she says. Oh gosh! How did things get so messy?” She sounded really frustrated.
Oscar’s eyes dimmed, and he went over to console her. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he won’t have time to come and bother Tiffany anymore,” he reassured.
Amelia contemplated for a moment, then looked him in the eyes and said, “Don’t get involved in this, Oscar. I think Tiff is the best person to handle this. You can stop him for a period of time, but you can’t keep him away forever. Tiff and Derrick have to come to an agreement between themselves and settle it once and for all. Otherwise, even after his child is born, he and his family will still be a bother to Tiff. I really should have stopped Tiff from getting together with him in the beginning.”
Oscar went into a pensive mood and appeared to be thinking about how to deal with Derrick.
Amelia gave Tiffany a call to find out where she was.
“Is he gone?” Tiffany asked instead.
“Yes, he has left, so you can stop hiding. Didn’t you say you’ve moved to a new apartment? Can Oscar and I visit the place?” Amelia asked.
After getting the address from Tiffany, she and Oscar immediately set off for that neighborhood.
In no time, they arrived and took the elevator up to Tiffany’s place. She was quick to answer the door.
Amelia walked into Tiffany’s apartment and saw she had already cleaned up the place. The apartment was sparsely furnished, with only a couch and a table. It was so bare that one could easily mistake it for a rental apartment for tourists.
“Do you really plan to stay here?” Amelia asked with concern. “This place is too quiet and doesn’t seem to be a safe neighborhood. Most importantly, this is not a high-end development with good security arrangements, so your privacy is not fully protected. Moreover, isn’t three rooms and a hall too small for you? The renovation is also too basic.” She was obviously not satisfied with the place.
Tiffany smiled and replied, “I find this place pretty cozy. It’s quiet and the surrounding is quite nice. It’s an ideal place for me to do my writing. When you have the time, come and visit me with Tony! Oh, by the way, I’ve changed my phone number, so remember to get it from me later. I don’t want to cross paths with any of the Hissons anymore.”
Amelia nodded and said, “Don’t worry. Oscar and I will settle them. Are you writing a movie script now?”
“Yup. I’ve already created an outline, so I should be able to start my screenwriting tonight. I’ll be busy, but busy is good as that will keep me from wasting time on unnecessary worries.” Tiffany shrugged and appeared to be in good spirits.
Amelia was happy for her. “Glad you’ve adjusted well to the changes. I’ll get two part-time helpers to come and help you with your household chores. I’ll remind them not to interrupt you when you’re working, so don’t worry. You have a tendency to skip meals when you are engrossed in your work, so with them around, at least I’m assured your meals will be ready for you.”
Tiffany accepted Amelia’s offer graciously as she knew Amelia was worried for her.
Amelia nagged at Tiffany for a while like a concerned mother, and when she was about to leave, Tiffany hesitantly said, “Amelia, if Derrick asks about me, please tell him I left the country. I don’t want to get involved with him anymore.”
“Noted. I’ll do that,” Amelia promised.
On the way out, while in the elevator, Oscar turned to Amelia and asked, “Amelia, do you want to go with me to meet Old Mr. Hisson?”
Amelia looked up with a puzzled expression on her face.
“When you were chatting with Tiffany just now, I gave Old Mr. Hisson a call. He invited us for tea,” Oscar explained.
Amelia nodded, and Oscar drove with her to an elegantly renovated coffee bar.
A gracious greeter came up to welcome them and gestured for them to enter. “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Clinton. This way please.”
She led them to a private room, respectfully did a half-bow, and announced, “Mr. and Mrs. Clinton have arrived, Old Mr. Hisson.”
Terrence put down his cup of coffee and waved her off, saying, “Thank you. You may leave.”
The greeter nodded and quietly left the room.
Oscar had his arm wrapped around Amelia’s waist as he walked into the private room. “Hello, Old Mr. Hisson,” he greeted.
Terrence gestured at the empty seats opposite him and invited them to sit down. He was about to pour them a drink, but Amelia quickly beat him to it and filled their cups instead.
Oscar did not bother to beat around the bush. He looked Terrence in the eyes and said, “Old Mr. Hisson, I asked to meet up with you because of your grandson.”
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