Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 667 Missing

“I’m afraid we can’t fulfill your request, Old Mr. Halliwell. Here’s the deposit you gave us. We’re returning it in full,” one of the three bodyguards stated as he slipped the bank card in his hand back to Reuben.

Reuben narrowed his eyes a fraction, but he remained smiling as he inquired, “Why? Do you find the deposit too little?”

“Of course not. This deposit is far more generous than that of other clients. But we really can’t take the job. The woman you’re asking for is acquainted with Mr. Clinton, and the heir of Clinton Corporations isn’t someone a small security firm like us can afford to offend,” the bodyguard explained.

“The heir of Clinton Corporations?” Reuben echoed thoughtfully.

“Old Mr. Halliwell, you’re from Saspiuburg, so you might not be so familiar with the business circles in Tayhaven. Everyone from Tayhaven knows that a single word from the Clintons has the power to shake the city. They’re exceedingly powerful and aren’t someone we can afford to offend. Please look for someone else. Insignificant people like us dare not go against them,” the bodyguard expounded.

In response, Reuben waved a dismissive hand.

Those three bodyguards promptly scampered away like mice.

“What a bunch of idiots! And they call themselves the best security firm? Their bodyguards are all utter cowards!” Dorothy, who had been silent so far, scoffed.

At that, Reuben threw her a look.

“Dearest, it seems we’ve got to reconsider things,” he murmured, sighing faintly.

Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Dorothy seldom bothered about the affairs of the outside world all these years, so she knew little about the Clintons.

“Clinton Corporations ranks first in Tayhaven in terms of annual profit. They have tens of thousands of employees, with thousands of them making tens of millions, five hundred of them making millions, and the rest making thousands in annual income. Their employees’ incomes are among the highest in the entire country, let alone Tayhaven. One can even say that the Clintons are even more powerful than the Hissons. Since that woman is actually under the Clintons’ protection, I’m afraid we can’t make a move against her easily, “Reuben explained briefly. Then, he again heaved a sigh morosely.

Dorothy plunged into silent contemplation for a moment.

She then demanded, “Don’t tell me we’re just going to leave with our tails tucked between our legs without avenging our grandson? How are we supposed to show our faces in public if we were to return bare-handed?”

Reuben said nothing.

“I’ll go and meet that so-called heir of Clinton Corporations tomorrow. I want to see whether he’s really that intimidating,” Dorothy sneered disdainfully with a snort.

In her opinion, the heir of Clinton Corporations was no different from other wealthy heirs, capable of nothing else other than eating, drinking, and having fun. Therefore, she didn’t believe that she wasn’t his match when she had seniority over him.

“Don’t be rash, Dearest. I’ll go and meet him tomorrow,” Reuben countered.

“Let’s go together.”

day, the two of them went to Clinton

stopped them

know who you’re looking for? Do

heard that Clinton Corporations is one of the biggest companies in the city, so I’m interested in collaborating

Not daring to dawdle, she made the call. After hanging

her, taking Oscar’s private

they stepped out of the elevator,

she queried, “Old Mr.

Reuben nodded in affirmation.

Clinton is already waiting for you both inside.” Linda respectfully led them to the

Mrs. Halliwell are here, Mr. Clinton,” she

raised his hand and waved it dismissively,

“Understood, Mr. Clinton.”

and even thoughtfully

Subsequently, he extended a hand and greeted, “Nice to meet

looks and dignified manners. He has a

you’re very capable despite your tender age and far more outstanding than I expected,” Reuben drawled blithely, deliberately ignoring

change in expression, “Have

the couple took their seats, Linda considerately brought

some coffee, Old Mr. and Mrs. Halliwell,” she

of coffee before Oscar. “Have some coffee, Mr.

may leave. Don’t allow any irrelevant individuals in without

Linda bowed slightly before leaving

with his

Old Mr. Halliwell. The coffee my secretary brews has always been top-notch, so I think you’ll find it suited to your tastes.” He was in no hurry

He nodded and commented, “Not bad. It’s fragrant and rich, with a hint of sweetness amidst the bitterness. This is probably top-quality Black

coffee connoisseur, Old Mr. Halliwell. You could tell the type of coffee

before he intentionally gave a cough and started, “Lad, we’re not here today to shoot the breeze with you. Let me cut

I’ve known her for eight years. I reckon you’re here because of your grandson’s matter, right? He almost violated her. If it weren’t for Mrs. Hisson pleading for mercy on his behalf, I would’ve sent him right to the police station. No one has ever managed to remain unscathed after making a move against someone under the protection of the Clintons. You should be glad that he’s your grandson, Old Mr. Halliwell. Otherwise, he’d be six feet under now,” Oscar stated indifferently. It

verge of blowing her top when Reuben grasped her

would never be able to win without

to castrate him? He can’t have intercourse with women anymore, so my wife and I can’t have

Oscar snickered. Instead of answering, he asked, “So, he’s

at how a snot-nosed kid