Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 430 Women And Their Problems

The next day, Olivia went to Clinton Corporations with Owen in tow. The moment the staff heard about their arrival, they gathered at the lobby to welcome them. The staff in unison, “Welcome, Old Mr. Clinton and Old Mrs. Clinton.”

Given that no advance notice was given, the staff was worried that it was a spot check. If they were found to have made a mistake, it would be cause for immediate dismissal.

After Olivia gave Owen a look, Owen responded knowingly by waving them away. “Everyone, go back to work. This is just a casual visit, so there’s no need to be concerned.”

As a result, all the staff heaved a sigh of relief.

Olivia and Owen proceeded to take the private elevator upstairs. Upon exiting, the secretaries who had been informed ahead of time all lined up in two rows. “Welcome, Old Mr. Clinton and Old Mrs. Clinton.”

Looking like a distinguished lady, Olivia announced, “Owen and I have dropped by for a casual visit. Hence, there’s no need to mind us at all. So please, carry on with your work.”

Linda stepped forward to open the main door and cordially informed, “Old Mr. Clinton, Old Mrs. Clinton, Mr. Clinton is still in a meeting, so please wait a while.”

When she saw Olivia nod at her, Linda was surprised by the attention.

After both of them entered the office, Linda dutifully served them some coffee. “Old Mr. Clinton, Old Mrs. Clinton, please have some coffee.”

When Olivia observed that the furnishings in the office have softened, she asked, “Was this place redecorated?”

“Yes, it was done half a year ago. Mr. Clinton said that not only will a softer color make work more pleasant, but women dig it too,” Linda explained without thinking.

“Is that so?” Olivia’s expression darkened as she was deep in thought.

Despite noticing the change in Olivia’s expression, Linda wasn’t sure what it meant. Hence, she replied conservatively, “Old Mrs. Clinton, that was what Mr. Clinton told us back then. As for the details, I’m not too sure about it. My gut feeling is that Mr. Clinton just feels like working in a surrounding with a softer tone.”

After pondering a moment, Olivia raised her gaze. “If memory serves me correctly, your name is Linda, isn’t it?”

Linda was surprised by the attention. Although Olivia seldom visited Clinton Corporations, everyone recognized her because her picture was placed in a location everyone in the office would see. It was said that this was Owen’s way of showing how much he loved and respected his wife.

“Yes, I’m Linda. I feel honored that you remember my name.” Linda managed to delight Olivia with the deference she showed her.

and slender you are, haven’t you wanted more

took a

appreciate my job very much and wouldn’t covet anything that doesn’t belong

a couple of times. In spite of that, I know she has the wrong impression of you, and I naturally won’t take any action based on her words. But, I do have some questions for

Old Mrs. Clinton. I

got straight to the point.

by surprise, Linda asked

Linda apologized, “I’m sorry, I forgot that they were divorced two years ago. Hence, Ms. Winters and the

was

heard that she has left the city. Why are you asking? Has she returned?”

her a glare, Linda didn’t dare

was happy with

an eye on Oscar, but don’t worry, you don’t have to do anything treacherous. As long as Amelia enters the office, all you need

concerns. “Old Mrs. Clinton, erm…

gaze. “Are

by fear,

Old Mrs. Clinton,

“Good. It’s settled then.”

she told Oscar about it later, he told her to ignore his

heaved a sigh of relief when Oscar absolved her of the responsibility. As an outsider, the last thing she wanted was to

a story for

returned after his meeting, Linda discreetly informed him that his parents had come. With a darkened expression, he entered

are you here?” Oscar

to do to Isabella. Oscar, what’s wrong with you? How can do a shoulder throw on a girl? Is this the kind of

his forehead in annoyance. He had come out from a meeting with a group of managers feeling exasperated. And now, he still had to deal with the fuss Olivia was

Isabella, there’s no need for you to get involved,

you will just get rid of my future daughter-in-law. Today, I’m here to stand up for her by insisting that you should apologize. Either you treat her better next time, or I’m

so much over the last two years. Given how often she was sticking her nose into

you will marry some undesirable and end up disgracing the Clintons. Of the previous two that you have chosen, one left before the wedding, while the other divorced you and disappeared with our grandchild. Considering how heartless both of

brief pause, she added, “I have given Isabella a call and asked her to come here. When she