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“Tiffany, you'd better stop hurling baseless accusations,” Isabella snapped.
“Ms. Walker, Oscar isn't here, so there's no need for you to pretend to be motherly. What's the point of
doing so?” After feeding Tony the last spoonful of soup, Tiffany wiped his mouth with a napkin before
glancing at Isabella with contempt. “Nevertheless, Ms. Walker, you're terrible at pretending. If you are
trying to elicit a man's sympathy, you have to stop being so cruel at least. Unfortunately, given how
aggressive you are, you are indeed a far cry compared to Amelia. Other than your looks, there doesn't
seem to be anything decent about you.”
Just when Isabella was about to explode in rage, she suddenly calmed down and broke out an
insidious smile.
Returning to her seat on the sofa, she crossed her legs and remarked calmly, “Tiffany, I know you're
jealous of me and feel indignant on Amelia's behalf. However, I'm on the cusp of getting engaged to
Oscar. Our wedding is just a matter of time. By then, Tony will become my son, and it's natural for me
to treat him well. No matter how you try and sow discord, you will never be able to break the bond
between us.”
Tiffany was rendered speechless.
When one had no shame at all, no one could stand in one's way.
“Tony, she wants to be your mom. What are your thoughts about it?” Pointing at Isabella, Tiffany threw
the question at Anthony. After giving Isabella a look, Tony shook his head. “She's not as pretty as Mommy. I don't want her to be
my mom.”
“Good boy!” Tousling Tony's hair, Tiffany countered with a smile, “Ms. Walker, you might want to be
Tony's mother, but he doesn't want to be your son. I'm sorry, it's simply down to you being ugly. After
all, Tony is someone that has tastes too.”
Isabella was so enraged by her comment that she smirked in response.
I'm a stunning beauty from an illustrious family! All this while, no one has dared to accuse me of being
ugly. How dare she brazenly insult me this way?
“Tiffany, mind your words. Ms. Walker is a guest today,” Amelia interjected and shrewdly changed the
topic. “Ms. Walker, we are about to have our meal. If you haven't had yours, you're welcome to join us.”
Just when Isabella was about to reply, she saw the door to the ward open from the corner of her eye.
However, Amelia and Tiffany didn't notice it as their backs were facing the door.
As Isabella's eyes sparkled, she answered with a vibrant smile, “Sure. Amelia, when I first saw you, I
felt as if I had been reunited with an old friend. I've always wanted to get to know you better.
Unexpectedly, you and Oscar divorced all of a sudden. Just when I thought I would never see you
again, you somehow showed up, and I'm really glad that you did.”
At that moment, Tiffany gave Isabella a doubtful look, unsure of what had gotten into her. “Ms. Walker, is there something wrong with you?” Tiffany snarled.
Amelia shared Tiffany's sentiments too.
“Amelia, I brought some delicious food for you. Why don't you give them a try?” Isabella handed Amelia
a fork courteously.
Just when Amelia received the fork, someone snatched it away from her hand. Turning around to look,
she realized that it was Oscar.
“Oscar, you're back!” Amelia exclaimed with a vibrant smile.
After planting a kiss on her forehead, Oscar looked at Isabella. “Why are you here?”
Pointing to the food on the table, Isabella replied with a smile, “Oscar, Tony is here because of me. To
redeem myself, I have gotten the maid to prepare something delicious for him. Since there's a lot, I
invited Amelia to have some. Now that you're here, you should try them too.”
After glancing at the food, Oscar ordered, “Take them back.”
Unfazed by Oscar's hostility, Isabella shifted her attention to Amelia. “Amelia, I prepared these with
good intentions. Can you at least give it a try on my account?”
Settling Oscar down on the sofa, Amelia stabbed a piece of meat with the fork and brought it to Oscar.
“Here, give them a try and see what they taste like.”
After Oscar took a bite, Amelia inquired with a smile, “How's the taste?” “It's decent since it's coming from you,” Oscar answered cordially.
Subsequently, Amelia fed him a few more mouthfuls.
Meanwhile, Tony began to protest, “Mommy, I want some too.”
“Be a good boy now, Tony. You can't take any oily food just yet. Once you have recovered, I'll cook for
you myself, okay?”
Even though Tony pouted pitifully, he didn't make a fuss about it.
“Tiffany, you should come over and have some. Since it's getting late, I'm sure you're hungry too.”
Amelia invited Tiffany.
As Tiffany walked over, she blocked Isabella's view of Oscar on purpose.
As Amelia, Oscar, and Tiffany enjoyed the meal, Isabella felt as if she was being ostracized. Even
though she was the one who brought the food, she felt like an outsider watching them eat, causing a
sense of bitterness to overwhelm her.
Refusing to be left out, she proclaimed, “Oscar, the lobsters that you're eating were personally cooked
by me. I heard the maid say that these are your favorite. So, I sent one of them to wait by the harbor for
the freshest catch of the day.”
After giving the lobster on her fork a look, Amelia pondered for a moment before turning it around and
popping it into her own mouth instead. Having swallowed it, she commented candidly, “The lobster is delicious, Ms. Walker. If you were the
one that made it, it means that you're a good cook. I like it very much.” In an attempt to humiliate
Isabella, Amelia added in a nonchalant tone. “By the way, Ms. Walker, I forgot to tell you that I'm the
one that likes having lobsters, not Oscar. It wasn't until I forced him to have them that he gradually
acquired a taste for them. As such, I would like to thank you for bringing over all my favorite food.”
Isabella clenched her fists underneath the table before releasing them.
She then replied with an awkward smile, “Amelia, you really do have a sense of humor.”
Blinking her eyes, Amelia turned to Oscar and asked mischievously, “Do you like lobster? I wasn't
aware of it.”
“I don't,” Oscar denied it outright.
Amelia shrugged. “Ms. Walker, you can see for yourself how picky Oscar is. I hope you don't take it
personally.”
Amidst a faltering smile, Isabella tried her best to suppress her anger.
“I have something on, so I'll be taking my leave.” Getting to her feet, she stormed out in her heels
before anyone could react, leaving a miserable-looking silhouette from behind.
Subsequently, Tiffany began wolfing down the food unabashedly.
With her mouth still full, she gave Amelia a thumbs up. “Well done, Babe!” Just as she spoke, she accidentally spewed some food from her mouth.
After Oscar gave her the side-eye, she quickly wiped her mouth and apologized, “I'm sorry. I was just
too happy. Mr. Clinton, please carry on.”
Lowering his head, Oscar continued eating the food Amelia was feeding him. When he was done, he
commented, “The taste is just mediocre.”
Tiffany couldn't help but purse her lips. If the taste is ordinary, why are you eating so quickly?
At that moment, she sympathized with Isabella. After putting so much effort into preparing a delicious
meal, the man she loved didn't appreciate it at all. However, the moment Tiffany remembered that
Isabella was trying to come in between Oscar and Amelia, the pity she felt dissipated at once.
A third party like her doesn't deserve any sympathy.
With that thought in mind, she continued eating without feeling a single ounce of guilt.