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?

truly wanted

Rory were on their way out for lunch, Amelia was slightly surprised

and asked in a gentlemanly

for any memory of June but came up with nothing. She

you?” she asked

find out who I am if you agree to have a meal with me,” June responded with a friendly

patient with a

could be a veritable wolf in sheep’s clothing. Allow me to ask, who

light, but

go, Rory,”

I’d like to talk to you. Would you be so

Amelia finally turned to Rory and said, “Go ahead and

not

Ms. Winters. I’ve discovered a good restaurant. I think their food would

into his

the waiter led them to a tiny

Amelia the menu, June said smilingly, “Ladies first. A gentleman would never embarrass

merely shot him a polite smile without

placing their order, June extended 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 by

nearly spat out the sip

she quickly covered her mouth

interesting person,” Amelia replied, spontaneously deciding to go with his made-up

“Now that I look at you up close, you’re much prettier and

you,” Amelia

their 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. May I ask

wife of the man my fiancée is obsessed with is like. You’ve been gone for two years, yet Mr. Clinton welcomes you back with

you must be disappointed after seeing me. I’m no great beauty. If you’re wondering why Oscar fell for me,

at your photos. But now, I

Amelia arched an eyebrow.

They’d even start taking an interest in you. After meeting you for the second time, they’d begin to like you.

found his observation ridiculous. “Mr. Wick, don’t tell me you purposely waited for me in front of my office to shower me with praises. I don’t think we

know each other better after a few more meetings. Ms. Winters, I adore your refined speech and manners. You possess an air

no one would try

you, that person either likes you or harbors some hidden agenda. Amelia was not so vain to think that a handsome foreigner would fall for her after

to be your friend. I 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 interfere in someone

gazed at

came in with their food at

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