Chapter 850 That Was Her Chance
When Olivia and Amelia got to Stephanie’s room, Isabella pointed at the man in the corner and roared, “Mom, who’s this guy? Do you know that Aunt Olivia saw him? My entire life is destroyed now!”
Carol handed the man several thousand and uttered in a disgusted tone, “Get lost.” Then, the man left the Walker residence without any clothes on. Isabella nearly passed out as she watched the scene.
Glaring at her, Carol said darkly, “Why don’t you ask yourself about your shameful behavior at the hospital? The doctor was helping to bandage your wounds, yet you kept grabbing his hand to kiss him like a cat in heat. You were even moaning! You’ve utterly disgraced our entire family.
If some snoop had taken your photo and uploaded it onto the internet, your reputation would’ve gotten ripped to shreds. Just so you know, that guy was someone you wouldn’t let go of while at the hospital. We had no choice but to bring him back with us. But now, you’re blaming me? Oh, I could kill you right now!”
Isabella was so shocked that she turned as pale as a sheet. The injury on her arm did not even seem to hurt anymore.
“How can this be? How is this possible? How can things end like this when I have yet to carry out my plan?” she mumbled. I refuse to believe that the heavens would be so cruel to me!
As Isabelle returned to her room dispiritedly, Carol shot her a vicious glare and muttered under her breath, “She truly is the jinx of the Walker family.”
After that, Carol went to Stephanie’s room and said with an apologetic smile, “I’m so sorry you had to see that, Mrs. Clinton.”
Olivia shook her head. “That’s all right. Isabella is still my beloved goddaughter. Although that man looks polite and mild-mannered, he seems as poor as a church mouse. He’s not a good match for Isabella. But, of course, that’s your family’s private matter. As an outsider, I shouldn’t get involved.”
“Isn’t that the truth, though? But she’s all grown up and can make her own decisions. As parents, we can’t interfere too much, either. Just let her be,” Carol responded with a grimace.
Nodding, Olivia did not say anything more. Nonetheless, she could not help being disappointed that Isabella had brought home a man to fool around with before it was even dark. She did not feel as fond of Isabella as before.
The two women were still making small talk when Isabella knocked on the door and walked in, neatly dressed. She approached Olivia, then bowed solemnly and apologized. “I’m sorry for that ugly scene just now. It was my fault.”
Helping her up, Olivia replied, “You didn’t do anything wrong, so there’s no need to apologize. But even if you bring your boyfriend home, you can’t mess around like that. Besides, it’s clear that the guy is from a very ordinary family and isn’t a good match for you. You should think about it carefully.”
Isabella lowered her head. Despite feeling displeased with what she had just heard, she answered meekly, “I understand, Aunt Olivia. I thought he was a good person at first. That’s why I planned to date him and see how things would turn out. I never expected him to behave so appallingly and lace my drink with drugs. Even though my parents sent me to the hospital, it was no use. They had no choice but to let the both of us… I can only blame myself for getting a boyfriend like that.”
“How could he do such a terrible thing to you? That’s too much! We can’t let a loser like that off the hook so easily. What’s his address? I’ll send some people to teach him a lesson,” Olivia declared furiously.
A look of panic flashed across Isabella’s eyes, and she shook her head. “There’s no need for that, Aunt Olivia. Just think of it as something I need to suffer in silence. After all, as a lady, it’ll only tarnish my reputation if others find out what happened.”
Olivia gazed at her thoughtfully and did not press the matter further.
Glancing at her uneasily, Isabella swallowed hard and asked softly, “Are you mad at me, Aunt Olivia?”
Her question tickled Olivia, and the latter responded, “Why would I be mad that you’re dating?”
“Well, because I was a pushover and dated a sad excuse for a boyfriend.”
“In that case, your parents should be the ones who should be even more upset, isn’t that so? I may be your godmother, but technically, I’m still an outsider. Don’t you agree?” Olivia replied with amusement.
Isabella’s face turned ashen.
Her words seem to be hinting at me not to delude myself. Even though she acknowledges me as her goddaughter, I’m still nothing more than an outsider. She doesn’t even care that I’m dating.
Taking Isabella’s hand, Olivia added, “Don’t overthink things. My hope is that you’ll date someone from a good family. Even so, the most important thing is your feelings toward that person. And if you do get married, I’ll prepare a generous dowry for you.”
Isabella frowned as she looked down. She replied docilely, “Thank you, Aunt Olivia.”
Isabella put on an obedient front, but her eyes glinted with malice. She had already gotten so far and could not afford to fail. If Olivia did become an obstacle in her plan to be a part of the Clinton family, she had no qualms about getting rid of her. She would not let anyone get in her way of reveling in power and riches.
Olivia remained in the bedroom for around an hour. Then, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said, “Mr. Clinton has arrived.”
Isabella’s eyes lit up instantly when she heard Oscar’s name. She sprang to her feet with unconcealed excitement, and everyone turned their gazes toward her in unison.
Embarrassment flashed in her eyes as she abruptly realized her blunder. “Nature calls. I need to use the bathroom,” she muttered before actually dashing off to the bathroom.
Smiling apologetically, Carol said, “She’s so unmannerly. Again, I apologize that you had to see that.”
Olivia chuckled.
“Since Oscar is here, we’ll be heading home now,” she said as she stood up.
Carol quickly asked her to stay for a meal.
After giving it some thought, Olivia replied, “That’s all right. I’ve already instructed our cook to prepare Tony’s favorite dishes. They should be ready by now, and we’ll be able to start dinner as soon as we get back. I’ll pop in another day to visit Stephanie and my grandson.”
Hearing that, Carol hurriedly shot Stephanie a look.
Stephanie said in a cutesy manner, “Please stay for dinner, Mom. I’ve been stuck inside the house all day and am practically bored out of my mind. I’ve been looking forward to spending time with you and chatting. If you go back now, I’ll die of boredom.”
Olivia tapped her daughter’s forehead and answered with a laugh, “How can you still act like a big child at this age?”
She nearly caved in and accepted the invitation. However, Tony said in a piping voice, “Grandma, I want to eat the lobster we have at home.”
Upon hearing that, Olivia changed her mind at once.
She picked Tony up and replied, “We won’t be joining you for dinner today. Maybe some other time. Tony is a picky eater, but he loves the sauce our cook whips up. Tony always gets a huge appetite and can finish three helpings of meat with that sauce. He’s a growing boy, so we can’t let him go hungry.”
The expressions on Carol’s and Stephanie’s faces shifted at once, and the latter nearly dug her fingernails into her flesh.
Carrying Tony, Olivia was just about to leave with Amelia when Isabella rushed out of the bathroom.
“I’ll see you to the door, Aunt Olivia,” she uttered dutifully.
The older woman nodded in response.
They all trooped downstairs, and Oscar stepped forward. He took Tony from Olivia’s arms, then placed a hand on the back of Amelia’s head and pulled her in for a deep kiss as though there was no one else around.
After letting her go, Oscar asked Olivia, “Shall we head home now?”
Olivia nodded.
Whether intentionally or otherwise, she flicked her gaze toward Isabella and said, “Oscar, Isabella has a boyfriend. I saw him just now. He appeared polite and mild-mannered, but he didn’t look as though he was from a well-off family. Be extra nice to him when you meet him. Got it?”
At that, Isabella clenched her jaw tightly and nearly broke a tooth.
She had not expected Olivia to choose that time to stab her in the back. At that moment, she felt a faint loathing for how two-faced Olivia was.
Nonetheless, she forced herself to say, “Aunt Olivia, there’s no need to tell him about such things.”
“Why ever not? It’s great that you’re dating. It’ll also save Oscar the worry of being unsure whether you might still harbor feelings for him. Besides, we’re family. As an older brother, it’s only right that Oscar looks out for your boyfriend,” Olivia replied, smiling.
Isabella was caught off guard by her response.
Oscar merely glanced at Isabella and nodded indifferently.
Isabella bit her lip, then piped up, “Since it just so happens that everyone is here, you should stay for dinner, Aunt Olivia. Even if you rush home now, Tony won’t get to have dinner until nine or ten o’clock at least. He’ll be starving.”
As Olivia hesitated, Tony swung his legs and said, “Grandma, I want to eat the lobster dish our cook makes. You promised me.”
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