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.”

next day, the two of them went to

stopped

looking for? Do you have an appointment?” she asked

of the biggest companies in the city, so I’m interested in collaborating with your company. Please give your boss a call on my behalf,” Reuben

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

Dorothy trailed after her,

they stepped out of the elevator,

“Old Mr.

Reuben nodded in affirmation.

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

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

and waved it dismissively, ordering, “You

“Understood, Mr. Clinton.”

and even thoughtfully closed the door

and circled the desk, scrutinizing Rueben and Dorothy surreptitiously. Subsequently, he extended a hand

he’s an incredibly outstanding man with striking looks

heard a lot about you, lad. Indeed, you’re very capable despite your tender age and far more outstanding than I expected,” Reuben drawled blithely,

any change in expression, “Have a seat, Old Mr.

seats, Linda considerately

and Mrs. Halliwell,” she urged, putting

of coffee before Oscar. “Have some

leave. Don’t allow any

bowed slightly before leaving

them with his legs crossed,

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 to

the cup, Reuben took a sip of coffee. He nodded and commented, “Not bad. It’s fragrant and rich, with a hint of sweetness amidst the

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

to shoot the breeze with you. Let me cut to the

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 was as

Dorothy’s face. She was on the verge of blowing her top when Reuben grasped her hand and signaled her not to act recklessly. After all, it wasn’t the Halliwell family’s territory

never be able to win without

know that she was your god-sister. Don’t you think you were taking things too far to castrate him? He

of answering, he asked,

in Reuben’s eyes at how a snot-nosed kid actually