Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 482 I Have The Photos

Charlie and Elizabeth were displeased to learn that Cassie had gone looking for Oscar again.

June deliberately mentioned to Elizabeth, “Mrs. Yard, I saw that Amelia has returned. I wanted to say something when she and Oscar humiliated Cassie, but Cassie didn’t want me to interfere. I’m Cassie’s boyfriend, yet she assumes that I’m scheming against your family. Since she doesn’t want me interfering, I hope you can help keep an eye on Amelia.”

Elizabeth’s face fell when she heard that.

“Didn’t she leave already? Why has she returned?” Elizabeth asked through clenched teeth.

“Don’t get too worried. I’ll look into it. Cassie hasn’t gone to find Oscar these past two years, but she did so as soon as Amelia returned. I’m just afraid that woman said something to Cassie. She’s a vicious woman.” June’s eyes glittered dangerously for a moment, but he quickly put on a gentle look.

“You have to investigate thoroughly. Don’t let Cassie venture down a path of no return. That Amelia is a harbinger of misfortune. Cassie is already suffering so much because of her, yet she still wants to drag Cassie down with her. I knew she was bad news from the very beginning,” Elizabeth spat out, her voice dripping with hatred.

It was as if she was blaming everything on Amelia. From her perspective, it if had not been for Amelia, Cassie would not have ended up living such a miserable life.

“Rest assured that I won’t spare anyone who wants to harm Cassie. I’ll have someone investigate Amelia’s background first,” said June.

“Thank you so much. We’re sorry to have to trouble you.”

“If it’s for Cassie, I’m willing to do it.”

“You’re such a good person. We’ve spoiled Cassie too much. Instead of understanding what we’re doing is for her own good, she insists on hanging around that person who embarrasses her. Her brain is so befuddled she can’t think straight.”

At that, Charlie piped up, “That’s enough. You shouldn’t keep harping on that. Cassie hasn’t had it easy these past two years either.”

Elizabeth turned to glare at Charlie and snapped, “Cassie wouldn’t have ended up like this if you hadn’t been so tolerant of the Clintons. You think the world of your old flame, but has Olivia ever paused to think about the relationship between you two?”

“You’re absolutely preposterous,” Charlie retorted as he got up from the sofa, flustered. Then he went upstairs as well.

Elizabeth was seething with rage.

“Fine! Leave! If you’re going to leave just like that, I should too. Who cares if this family crumbles? All of you can’t seem to forget about the Clintons. I’m like an outsider here.” Brimming with resentment, Elizabeth got up and left too. June was the only person left in the big living room.

June’s lips curled into a mocking sneer.

To me, both of them are a couple of dumb animals. I’m beginning to wonder how Mr. Yard ever managed a company. As for Mrs. Yard, there’s clearly not much going on upstairs. I wouldn’t get myself involved in this mess if not for Cassie.

Nonetheless, he was starting to get a little curious about Amelia.

I wonder what it is about her that caught the attention of Oscar, someone who doesn’t easily fall for a woman’s charms. Oscar spent two whole years searching for her, then used a lot of effort and resources to find her a pair of suitable corneas… I’m curious to know what kind of woman she is. I highly doubt her face could launch a thousand ships. At best, she’s probably slightly more attractive than the average woman. How could a woman who only has her looks going for her capture the fascination of a virtuous man?

wanted

their way out for lunch, Amelia was slightly

Amelia and asked in a gentlemanly tone, “Pretty lady, care to join me for

June but came up

you?” she asked

you agree to have a meal with

with a lady. He’s like a true twentieth-century

although one may appear to be a gentleman, that person could be a veritable wolf in sheep’s clothing. Allow me to ask, who would agree

tone light, but she radiated an

Rory,”

blocking their path. “Ms. Winters, I’m Cassie’s fiancé. I’d like to talk to

“Go ahead and have lunch first. I’ll have a little chat

nodded, knowing not to press for

Winters. I’ve discovered a good restaurant. I think

into his

to a retro-inspired restaurant. There, the waiter led them

smilingly, “Ladies first. A

a

hand toward Amelia. “I’m June. I’ve also come up with a new name for myself—John Wick. That’s because I love those movies. You can call me

nearly spat out the sip of water she

quickly covered her mouth and avoided making a faux

you truly are a witty and interesting person,” Amelia replied, spontaneously deciding to go

at you up close, you’re

Amelia

food, Amelia decided to cut straight to the chase. “We’ve never met before, yet you’ve come to look for me out of the blue.

curious to know what the wife of the man my fiancée is obsessed with is like. You’ve been gone

no great beauty. If you’re wondering why Oscar fell for me, I suppose one can

Before I met you, I was quite disappointed when looking at your photos. But now, I know the reason,” June replied vaguely, deliberately keeping her

Amelia arched an eyebrow.

leave a good impression on most men after they had the chance to converse with you. They’d even start taking an interest in you. After meeting you for the second time, they’d begin to like you. And after the third meeting, it’d be impossible for them to resist falling for you. Therein lies your charm. You may not be a

you purposely waited for me in front of my office to shower me

to know each other better after a few more meetings. Ms. Winters, I adore your refined speech and manners. You possess an air about you that Cassie doesn’t. If you don’t mind, why don’t

a firm believer that no one would try to get close to another

a handsome foreigner would fall for her after meeting her for the first time.

don’t care what Ms. Yard told you or if you’re here to seek justice on her behalf. I have no interest in playing games with you. My advice is since the two of you are engaged, please make sure to keep an eye on your fiancée. Don’t let her

at her

in with their food

smiled at the waitress as she placed the dishes on the table. The waitress was momentarily distracted, and she nearly dropped the plate she