Chapter 869Chapter 859
Olivia left Tony unwillingly. When she returned home, she saw Oscar sitting on the couch alone, and
Isabella was nowhere in sight. Although she was delighted by that, she kept a grim expression.
She walked over and said mockingly, “It seems you still remember you have parents in this household.”
Oscar raised his head and replied helplessly, “Mom, you used to like Isabella. Why do you have
something against her now? You're ruining the peace for no reason.”
This angered Olivia, and she scoffed coldly. “You must be under her spell that you can't even make
your own judgment. How can you not even doubt her lies?”
A hint of doubt flitted across Oscar's eyes, but he lowered his gaze to hide it. “Mom, Isabella is the
woman I love. I know you have something against her, but I believe time reveals a person's integrity.
You will eventually grow to like her.”
Olivia's chest was heaving with rage. “Fine! You may continue to be stubborn. Amelia is about to travel
abroad soon anyway, so you won't be able to see her after that. You'll be free to continue living with the
falsehoods Isabella has told you.”
A strange glint flashed across his eyes as he looked at Olivia and asked, “She's going abroad?”
However, he immediately realized his words sounded as if he was close to Amelia and added, “She
used to live aboard. There's nothing strange with her going overseas now.” When Olivia heard that, she felt that Oscar's impression of Amelia was the same as what he had
toward Isabella previously, and she suddenly had an idea.
She asked tentatively, “Oscar, can you tell me why you suddenly hate Amelia?”
Furrowing his brows, he replied, “She keeps pestering me and teamed up with Stephanie to bully
Isabella. Shouldn't I hate her? Anyway, I still have work, so I'm heading off to the study.”
Olivia instantly grabbed him and said, “Oscar, wait. I have a question.”
Oscar turned around and looked at her indifferently.
“Oscar, tell me honestly. What does Amelia's family do?”
“Mom, what's wrong with you? Didn't they come back a few years ago to do business here? I know
you're close with her parents, but you can't keep protecting her and even sacrifice my marriage for that.
She and I have already divorced, and she has custody of the child. I don't have anything to do with her
anymore. Please stop trying to get us together, Mom. Isabella has already suffered a lot by insisting on
staying by my side. I hope you don't keep targeting her, or else I'm going to get angry,” Oscar said in an
annoyed tone as he frowned.
Realization dawned on Olivia as she let go of him.
“You can get back to work. I know what to do,” she replied while waving a dismissive hand.
Oscar stared at her briefly before he strode up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, Olivia shouted, “Oscar, Amelia's flight is at ten in the morning
tomorrow. If you still have some regard for her, you should send her off. Otherwise, you won't see her
anymore in this lifetime.”
Oscar froze, and some indiscernible emotion flitted across his eyes.
However, it was only for a moment before he entered his study without hesitation.
Olivio left Tony unwillingly. When she returned home, she sow Oscor sitting on the couch olone, ond
Isobello wos nowhere in sight. Although she wos delighted by thot, she kept o grim expression.
She wolked over ond soid mockingly, “It seems you still remember you hove porents in this household.”
Oscor roised his heod ond replied helplessly, “Mom, you used to like Isobello. Why do you hove
something ogoinst her now? You're ruining the peoce for no reoson.”
This ongered Olivio, ond she scoffed coldly. “You must be under her spell thot you con't even moke
your own judgment. How con you not even doubt her lies?”
A hint of doubt flitted ocross Oscor's eyes, but he lowered his goze to hide it. “Mom, Isobello is the
womon I love. I know you hove something ogoinst her, but I believe time reveols o person's integrity.
You will eventuolly grow to like her.”
Olivio's chest wos heoving with roge. “Fine! You moy continue to be stubborn. Amelio is obout to trovel
obrood soon onywoy, so you won't be oble to see her ofter thot. You'll be free to continue living with the
folsehoods Isobello hos told you.” A stronge glint floshed ocross his eyes os he looked ot Olivio ond osked, “She's going obrood?”
However, he immediotely reolized his words sounded os if he wos close to Amelio ond odded, “She
used to live oboord. There's nothing stronge with her going overseos now.”
When Olivio heord thot, she felt thot Oscor's impression of Amelio wos the some os whot he hod
toword Isobello previously, ond she suddenly hod on ideo.
She osked tentotively, “Oscor, con you tell me why you suddenly hote Amelio?”
Furrowing his brows, he replied, “She keeps pestering me ond teomed up with Stephonie to bully
Isobello. Shouldn't I hote her? Anywoy, I still hove work, so I'm heoding off to the study.”
Olivio instontly grobbed him ond soid, “Oscor, woit. I hove o question.”
Oscor turned oround ond looked ot her indifferently.
“Oscor, tell me honestly. Whot does Amelio's fomily do?”
“Mom, whot's wrong with you? Didn't they come bock o few yeors ogo to do business here? I know
you're close with her porents, but you con't keep protecting her ond even socrifice my morrioge for thot.
She ond I hove olreody divorced, ond she hos custody of the child. I don't hove onything to do with her
onymore. Pleose stop trying to get us together, Mom. Isobello hos olreody suffered o lot by insisting on
stoying by my side. I hope you don't keep torgeting her, or else I'm going to get ongry,” Oscor soid in on
onnoyed tone os he frowned.
Reolizotion downed on Olivio os she let go of him. “You con get bock to work. I know whot to do,” she replied while woving o dismissive hond.
Oscor stored ot her briefly before he strode up the stoirs.
When he reoched the second floor, Olivio shouted, “Oscor, Amelio's flight is ot ten in the morning
tomorrow. If you still hove some regord for her, you should send her off. Otherwise, you won't see her
onymore in this lifetime.”
Oscor froze, ond some indiscernible emotion flitted ocross his eyes.
However, it wos only for o moment before he entered his study without hesitotion.
Olivia laft Tony unwillingly. Whan sha raturnad homa, sha saw Oscar sitting on tha couch alona, and
Isaballa was nowhara in sight. Although sha was dalightad by that, sha kapt a grim axprassion.
Sha walkad ovar and said mockingly, “It saams you still ramambar you hava parants in this housahold.”
Oscar raisad his haad and rapliad halplassly, “Mom, you usad to lika Isaballa. Why do you hava
somathing against har now? You'ra ruining tha paaca for no raason.”
This angarad Olivia, and sha scoffad coldly. “You must ba undar har spall that you can't avan maka
your own judgmant. How can you not avan doubt har lias?”
A hint of doubt flittad across Oscar's ayas, but ha lowarad his gaza to hida it. “Mom, Isaballa is tha
woman I lova. I know you hava somathing against har, but I baliava tima ravaals a parson's intagrity.
You will avantually grow to lika har.”
Olivia's chast was haaving with raga. “Fina! You may continua to ba stubborn. Amalia is about to travalabroad soon anyway, so you won't ba abla to saa har aftar that. You'll ba fraa to continua living with tha
falsahoods Isaballa has told you.”
A stranga glint flashad across his ayas as ha lookad at Olivia and askad, “Sha's going abroad?”
Howavar, ha immadiataly raalizad his words soundad as if ha was closa to Amalia and addad, “Sha
usad to liva aboard. Thara's nothing stranga with har going ovarsaas now.”
Whan Olivia haard that, sha falt that Oscar's imprassion of Amalia was tha sama as what ha had
toward Isaballa praviously, and sha suddanly had an idaa.
Sha askad tantativaly, “Oscar, can you tall ma why you suddanly hata Amalia?”
Furrowing his brows, ha rapliad, “Sha kaaps pastaring ma and taamad up with Staphania to bully
Isaballa. Shouldn't I hata har? Anyway, I still hava work, so I'm haading off to tha study.”
Olivia instantly grabbad him and said, “Oscar, wait. I hava a quastion.”
Oscar turnad around and lookad at har indiffarantly.
“Oscar, tall ma honastly. What doas Amalia's family do?”
“Mom, what's wrong with you? Didn't thay coma back a faw yaars ago to do businass hara? I know
you'ra closa with har parants, but you can't kaap protacting har and avan sacrifica my marriaga for that.
Sha and I hava alraady divorcad, and sha has custody of tha child. I don't hava anything to do with har
anymora. Plaasa stop trying to gat us togathar, Mom. Isaballa has alraady suffarad a lot by insisting on
staying by my sida. I hopa you don't kaap targating har, or alsa I'm going to gat angry,” Oscar said in an
annoyad tona as ha frownad. Raalization dawnad on Olivia as sha lat go of him.
“You can gat back to work. I know what to do,” sha rapliad whila waving a dismissiva hand.
Oscar starad at har briafly bafora ha stroda up tha stairs.
Whan ha raachad tha sacond floor, Olivia shoutad, “Oscar, Amalia's flight is at tan in tha morning
tomorrow. If you still hava soma ragard for har, you should sand har off. Otharwisa, you won't saa har
anymora in this lifatima.”
Oscar froza, and soma indiscarnibla amotion flittad across his ayas.
Howavar, it was only for a momant bafora ha antarad his study without hasitation.
Olivia watched him disappear from sight and sighed deeply. Problems keep coming one after the other
in this household. When is it ever going to end?
Entering Stephanie's room, she saw her daughter playing with her grandchild. The gaze she leveled on
Stephanie was a complicated one.
As if Stephanie felt Olivia's unusual scrutiny, she raised her head and looked at the latter in confusion.
“Mom, why are you looking at me like that?”
Olivia walked toward the bed and sat down, extending her hand to play with her grandchild. After a
while, she finally said, “Stephanie, be honest with me. Did you participate in the things Isabella did to
your brother?” Stephanie tried to act innocent and looked at Olivia, replying, “Mom, what are you saying? Isn't Oscar
fine?”
At that, Olivia raised her head and retorted, “You're still trying to pretend with me? Do you know
Isabella has told me everything? She used your brother's affection for her to push all the blame on you.
She said you're the one who instigated everything, and she was only an accomplice. If she were to
persuade your brother into transferring all our family's assets under her name, our family is doomed.”
As expected, Stephanie took the bait. “What nonsense is she uttering? She's the one who planned
everything, yet she dared to blame everything on me? She can go ahead and die! How dare she try to
steal our family's assets? I'm going to kill her!”
Stephanie finally realized what she was saying and immediately stopped talking. She turned her head
slowly to look at Olivia; sure enough, the latter's expression was grim.
“M-Mom, listen to me. I'm not—” Stephanie stammered as she tried to explain. However, before she
could finish her sentence, Olivia gave her a slap which sent her falling onto the bed.
Olivia said coldly, “Stephanie, I'm so disappointed in you. What did we do to you that you must do this
to your brother? Do you know how dumb you are? We might never recover from this. Oscar is now
under Isabella's control. Do you want me, your dad, and you to be chased out of our own home?”
Although her words were slightly exaggerated, the Clinton family would really be in a problematic
situation if Isabella had ill intentions.
Stephanie got up from the bed and said tearfully, “Mom, listen to me. I only wanted to chase Ameliaout. I didn't mean to put our family in a difficult situation. I love our family and would never want to bring
trouble to you guys.”
Olivia cast a complicated glance at her crying daughter. She was tremendously disappointed in the
latter. Her earlier words had only been a test, but it turned out she was right. Her daughter had teamed
up with an outsider to harm her own brother. It was both ridiculous and foolish.
“Stephanie, I'll ask the housekeeper to pack your things. You should return to the Walker residence. I
don't want to see you for a while,” Olivia stated icily.
Stephanie raised her head and looked at Olivia as tears streamed down her face.
“Mom, I don't want to return to the Walker residence! Isabella used me. You can't do this to me!” she
cried.
Shrugging off Stephanie's hand, Olivia left the room. Stephanie stumbled and ran after her mother,
grabbing the latter's hand again. “Mom, you can't do this to me!”
Olivia replied, “Let go.”
Everyone heard the commotion and came over to see what the fuss was about.
When Oscar came out of the study and saw the scene, he asked, “Mom, what happened?”
Olivia shook her head and replied, “Oscar, go back in and do your work. I have some things to say to
Stephanie.” Stephanie threw herself in front of Oscar, at which point Olivia said coldly, “Stephanie, do you want me
to tell Oscar everything you have done?”
Fear appeared on Stephanie's face, and she immediately let go of Oscar's pants.
“Mom, I'll head back in first.” Oscar glanced at the crying Stephanie and turned around to return to his
study.
Stephanie sat on the ground, defeated. “Mom, I really didn't do anything. Isabella used me. You have to
believe me! Please don't kick me out.”
Olivia took a deep breath. “Go back to your room. I'll ask the housekeeper to pack your clothes. You're
already married, so you should be living with your in-laws.”
No matter how much Stephanie begged, Olivia refused to forgive her. In the end, Stephanie had no
choice but to return to the Walker residence glumly.
Carol saw her return and asked anxiously, “Stephanie, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly come
back? Weren't you doing well in the Clinton residence?”
Stephanie glared at Carol and retorted, “You have some nerve to ask me that. It's all because of your
eldest daughter that my parents are angry with me now. They say that they will withdraw their
investment in the Walker family business if Isabella doesn't stop what she's doing. She has caused
unrest in everyone's lives. You guys can keep dreaming that she will marry into the Clinton family. Let's
see how our lives are ruined then.”
Carol's expression changed drastically, and she quickly sent the housekeeper to bring Stephanie andher child into their room. Then, she went to find Matthew.
“Matthew, what should we do now? It seems Olivia is serious this time. She even chased her own
daughter out of the Clinton residence,” Carol said anxiously.
A grim look took over Matthew's face. He did not know what to do either.
“Bring Isabella back here first,” he uttered.
Huffing, Carol answered, “If I could call her back, I would have already done so. She doesn't even listen
to me now that Oscar is protecting her and only picks up my calls when she feels like it. In fact, she
probably won't help Noah even when she has the power to do so. Stephanie is better since she cares
more about Noah. I don't think there's a need for us to offend Olivia and Owen for Isabella.”
Matthew waved his hand and said, “Let's wait and see. We won't get any advantage if we take a stance
now.”
Carol lowered her gaze and thought about it before saying viciously, “If the Walker family gets into
trouble because of her, I'll strangle her myself! I'll take it that I don't have such a disgraceful daughter
like her.”
Matthew stayed silent as he fell into deep thought.