Chapter 844Chapter 842
Before Tony left the hospital, Amelia and Oscar went to visit Stephanie. This time, Stephanie had
undergone a C-section. Despite that, her condition was rather bad; it was as if the procedure had
almost killed her.
Olivia fed her water before asking in concern, “Amelia, how is Tony? Stephanie has been feeling ill
recently, so I couldn't find the time to visit Tony. I miss him a lot.”
Amelia said, “Mom, Tony's mostly recovered by now. Even the doctor said that he can leave the
hospital in a bit. I've come to visit Stephanie, but it seems like you're taking great care of her, so I'm
relieved. I'll take Tony home first. Once Tony isn't as traumatized anymore, Oscar and I will go to the
Walker residence to pay her a visit.”
However, Olivia waved her hand and said, “There's no need for such trouble. You just need to take
care of my darling grandson; you don't need to take care of Stephanie. since her mother-in-law and I
are taking care of her. Moreover, we have good nurses here too. Hurry and bring Tony home. If Tony
asks about me, tell him that it's not because I don't love him anymore, but because his aunt needs
someone to take care of her. You can't let him think that I don't love him anymore.”
Amelia nodded. “Got it, Mom.”
After a while more of conversing, Amelia and Oscar came back out. It was then they bumped into
Isabella, who seemed to be everywhere. Amelia could not help but wonder if the encounter was
genuinely a coincidence or if Isabella had planned it out.With a smile, Isabella walked over and uttered, “Oscar, I heard from the doctor that Tony's about to
leave the hospital. Is that true?”
Oscar glanced at her and replied, “He'll be out in a moment.”
Isabella nodded. “Stay safe on the road. I'll come and visit Tony another day. You'll welcome me, right?”
Oscar frowned, but there was a voice in his head that urged him to agree to it, and so he did.
He nodded and answered, “Yes.”
The smile on Isabella's face turned sweeter. She then intentionally turned to Amelia before she said,
“Thank you, Oscar. I'll go in to visit Stephanie first, so goodbye.”
Oscar moved aside to let Isabella through. Right as Isabella reached the doorway, she suddenly turned
around and took out an amulet from her bag. “Oscar, this is an amulet I've gotten from a shrine. Please
take it.”
Oscar met Isabella's expectant gaze, then he turned to glance at Amelia, who had a complicated look
on her face. A cold glint flashed past his eyes. He said, “Isabella, I hate women who go over the line to
please others. There's a limit to how shameless you can be, so stop making me hate you even more.”
Hearing that, Isabella froze. At the same time, she stared at Oscar in disbelief, for she could see the
contempt he had for her in his eyes.
Bernard had told her that his hypnosis was very effective. Even though they had not reached their goalyet, one or two more times of hypnosis would change Oscar's memories. By then, he would think
Isabella was his lover and Amelia his arch-nemesis.
However, Isabella had seen his abhorrence for her in Oscar's eyes. She could not help but wonder if
something had gone wrong or if Bernard's hypnosis was not as effective as he said it was.
Isabella panicked. She had been trying so hard all this time, and she would never accept an outcome
like this.
Hence, she played the fool and asked, “Oscar, what do you mean?”
Oscar scoffed. In the next second, he wrapped his arm around Amelia and left, not even caring that he
was embarrassing Isabella.
Isabella stood rooted to her spot as she glared at Amelia who was in Oscar's arms as they walked
away. Then, she walked in the opposite direction, her heels clicking under her.
Once she took the elevator and left the hospital, she went into her car and called Bernard. “Professor
Zabinski, didn't you say that Oscar won't give me the cold shoulder after your hypnosis? He just gave
me a scathing look. Has your hypnosis lost its effect, or was it useless from the start?”
Bernard leisurely answered, “Calm down, Isabella. Good things take time. If things were to go perfectly
well, what surprise would you get in the end? I asked you to bring him over as soon as possible, but
I've yet to see the two of you until now. If you don't want to continue with the experiment, I'll get
someone else to do it. I don't have that much time to waste on you.”
Isabella took in a deep breath to summon her patience. “Professor Zabinski, we agreed back then thatI'll be the one to provide the huge fund and you'll be the one to help me win his heart back. You can't go
back on your words, or else I'll have to take back my money.”
The man on the other end of the line fell silent for a moment. “All right. I was only joking with you just
now. He's my tenth test subject and also the one I'm most satisfied with. I'd like to see how strong his
willpower can be, so hurry up and bring him to me. Over time, the memories I've swapped will slowly
revert back to the original. If that happens, you can't say that I didn't try to help you.”
“I got it. I'll try my best. Goodbye.” After ending the call, Isabella leaned back in her seat in frustration.
As she stared at her angry reflection, she snarled, “Darn old man, you've scammed so much of my
money, and now you're trying to go back on your word? If I don't get Oscar, I'm going to burn down your
psychiatric clinic and destroy all of your hard work. Let's see who's the more ruthless one!”
After that, Isabella drove off, but she never noticed that there was a car behind her.
“Did you catch what she said?” one of the person in that car said.
The other replied, “I'm not sure. I only heard something along the lines of 'Professor Zabinski.' The
other things she said were unclear. It seems like the person Isabella has called is someone powerful.
He must have activated some kind of disruptive magnetic field nearby, so I can't figure out where he is
located exactly.”
“Then let's find out where this woman is going first before calling Jolin,” the first speaker said.
“Sonny, say, will a woman like her have the capability to do something to Mr. Clinton? That's not quite
possible, right? Mr. Clinton seems invincible and omnipotent. He has so many people working for him,
so how can a weak woman like her set him up? I just can't believe it.” “Why are you spitting out so much nonsense? Just keep following her.”
“Actually, why don't we just end her life?”
Nevertheless, the first speaker rolled his eyes at the last speaker, who then promptly clamped his
mouth shut.
Alas, Isabella simply drove in random directions before returning—she went nowhere suspicious at all.
The two men who were following her found the task boring, and they soon informed Jolin about their
observation.
Jolin asked, “Are you sure that she was driving in random directions before coming back?”
“Jolin, you can be doubtful about everything, but you can't ever doubt our capability. We all come from
the same place, so don't think so highly of yourself while looking down on us,” one of them grimly said.
Jolin furrowed her brows and solemnly apologized, “Sorry, that wasn't what I meant. We're all working
for Mr. Clinton, and we're doing it so that Mr. Clinton can have a better life. So I'll have to trouble you to
keep an eye on her for a few more days. You can leave if there's really nothing wrong with her. Also,
don't tell Mr. Clinton about this. I don't want him to think that I'm crossing the line by doing this.”
“I understand. Don't worry. If there's nothing else, I'll end the call now.”
After the call ended, Jolin frowned at her phone. Her instincts told her that she had not been suspicious
of Isabella for no reason, but if Isabella did nothing, she would not be able to tell Amelia about the
alarm bells that were ringing in her head. Jolin thought that if she could gather some evidence and tellAmelia about Isabella, Amelia would then be able to have Oscar be warier about Isabella.
As Jolin tightened her grip on the phone, she swore to herself that she was going to make Isabella
show her true colors as soon as possible.