Chapter 487 Do Not Shoot Yourself In The Foot

After that, many people continuously came to visit Tony. As he was the eldest grandson of the Clintons, the news of his hospitalization spread quickly from unknown sources. In any case, quite a few people came each time, offering hollow pleasantries that made Amelia frown. Normally, she would not mind dealing with those corporate elites and wealthy ladies. However, Tony was still lying on the hospital bed, and the number of people would only disturb his rest, hence her annoyance.

Oscar seemed to be similarly annoyed, as he sent two bodyguards to guard the door of the ward to stop the visitors, saying that the boy needed to rest and that it was not convenient for him to receive guests at that moment. Those visitors had no choice but to leave sulkily.

Shane was also stopped in front of the ward when he came with Rory, carrying a basket of fruits.

“I’m sorry. No visitors are allowed for the time being. Mr. Anthony just woke up, and the doctor advised him to rest and recuperate. Please go back,” one of the bodyguards said solemnly.

“I’m Amelia’s boss. I heard that her son was hospitalized, so I brought my employee along to see him. Even the two of us aren’t allowed inside?” Shane asked.

The two bodyguards exchanged glances before one of them spoke up. “Please wait a moment. I’ll inform my boss and Mrs. Clinton.”

With that, the bodyguard entered the ward. Not long after, the door opened, and Amelia came out to welcome them.

“Shane, Rory, what brings you both here?” she queried.

While following her into the room, Shane replied warmly, “You called to ask for leave, saying that your son needed to be hospitalized due to some health issues. So I asked around and found out that he was in the Principal General Hospital. Out of consideration for my employee and our long-time friendship, I decided to bring Rory along with me. I don’t think you’ll mind that I’m being nosy, right?”

“Of course not,” Amelia answered with a pleasant smile. “You’re my friend from university and currently my direct superior. Even if I were to resent someone, I dare not do that to you, boss!”

Shane chuckled in response.

Seeing that Tony was still sleeping as he placed the gifts on the table, he asked concernedly, “How’s Tony? Is his condition serious?”

“Just some health problems. But the doctor said that it’s nothing major,” Amelia replied gently.

there’s nothing to worry about? Upon hearing the news, I was so worried during the car ride here, fearing that something bad might happen to him.

the concern, Rory,” Amelia said with a

I help you both take care of Tony, so you can go back and rest for a while.” Although it sounded like a kind offer

could reply, Tiffany said mockingly, “Don’t be so thick-skinned, Rory. Living in such a big house, the Clintons naturally have many maids, so you won’t even get the opportunity

expression changed drastically as her smile froze on

shrugged when she saw Amelia looking at her. “Sorry about that, Rory. I tend to say whatever comes to my mind. So don’t take it to heart. I just don’t like

deep breath before

Rory still felt humiliated. She was jealous of Tiffany and hated her, feeling that the

Tiff, Rory. She means you no harm,” Amelia

gave me such an opportunity to quickly

much about it. Tiff has no other ulterior motive. Come, have a seat.

just here to visit and will leave

smiled without saying

he was hungry. Oscar instructed someone to go downstairs to buy some soup since it was easier to digest. However, Tony pouted and protested, “But I want meat and fish, Mom. I don’t want soup.

You’ve yet to recover. I’ll cook you lots of delicious food

leave then?” he

“In a few days.”

instantly put on a

Tiffany said, “I’ll buy some chicken tomorrow and boil it so that it’s

“Really?”

I bear to lie to you when you’re

did Tony finally

tomorrow, Tiffy. I’m craving meat so much after a day without having

that, Tiffany

from the sofa and walked to the side of the hospital bed,

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