Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 828 Deliberate Enthusiasm

The next day, the lawyer, Alex, brought along with him Derrick’s property transfer letter and laid them all out before Tiffany. “Ms. Winters, these are the transfer letters for Mr. Hisson’s assets and management rights of his two companies. They’ll belong to you as soon as you put your signature down.”

Tiffany studied the documents laid out on the desk with a complicated look in her eyes, having mixed feelings about it.

“Mr. Feltham, while I appreciate all that you have done for me, I will not sign these documents. Please send them back to Derrick and inform him that I do not need compensation from him. My earnings throughout the years will ensure me a life of prosperity, so his assets are of no use to me,” Tiffany replied.

Alex glanced at Oscar. “Mr. Feltham, you will do as she says,” Oscar demanded.

“Understood, Mr. Clinton. I will bring these documents back to be handed to Mr. Hisson at his office.” Alex packed everything up into his suitcase before standing up. “Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton, Ms. Winters, I shall be taking my leave if there’s nothing else.”

Amelia said, “Mr. Feltham, you should stay and dine with us. You must be exhausted, having worked hard for Tiff these days.”

Alex smiled before replying, “You’re too kind, Mrs. Clinton. Mr. Clinton pays me a hefty salary each month, so it is my job to help him out. Besides, I need to work on other cases, so I won’t be staying.”

Thus, Amelia and Tiffany could only see him off at the entrance.

“Mrs. Clinton, Ms. Winters, please go back inside.” Alex bid them goodbye and entered the elevator.

Both Amelia and Tiffany reentered the house.

After glancing at Oscar, who was sitting on the sofa, Tiffany said, “Oscar, thank you for extending a helping hand to me. I know you only did all of this because of Amelia, but I figured I do owe you my gratitude. Let’s have dinner together at night if you have time. It’ll be on me. Consider this as a celebration of me regaining my singlehood. Also, do introduce some quality and dedicated men to me if you know any.”

Oscar looked at her before jabbing, “Don’t smile if you don’t feel like it. That look on your face is hideous. I don’t mind going on a meal if it helps get rid of your boredom. A lot of young and outstanding guys work under Clinton Corporations, so I do know quite a few. If you are up to it, I can form a harem for you, and you can have your pick of men.”

In a rare display of affection, Tiffany punched him on his chest and smiled. “Great job, Mr. Clinton.”

Having witnessed their interactions, Amelia finally put on a heartfelt smile.

a farmstay near rural areas. To their surprise, they ran into Jennifer again,

held Carter’s arm while greeting them enthusiastically. “Amelia, Mr. Clinton, fancy seeing you here! I suppose it’s the workings of fate that had us meet here. Come dine with us if you would

enthusiasm garnered Carter’s attention, who gave her a side glance that was filled with much

not notice his inquisitive gaze, opting to retain the dainty smile she wore on her lips. Compared to before, it was apparent that her demeanor was much more

when she was about to speak, Carter took over the conversation. “Amelia, it’s been a while since everybody last had a meal together. Let’s

Carter had extended an invitation, Amelia could

observed Tony up close and smiled. “Tony sure has such delicate looks, a combination of the best traits of both Amelia and Mr. Clinton. I bet nobody dares

so, she noticed that all

you all looking at me? Do you all

shook her head and raised her hand to caress Tony’s head. “Tony, what should

a crisp tone, Tony answered, “Thank you, Ms. Larson. However, I don’t really like how you’re staring at me as if I’m a tasty lollipop up for grabs. I once watched a drama series, in which the bad guys who tried

Jennifer’s face froze for

more attention to Jennifer due to Tony’s words. After all, she was already slightly alarmed by

so she figured she had to be extra careful, especially when it came to matters

served their orders fairly soon, breaking

manner, while Oscar served Amelia and Tony on

Jennifer drank her soup quietly, less enthusiastic than

soup before inquiring, “Where’s your husband, Tiffany? Why

just had to ask that when I don’t wish to bring that

her hand still hanging midair while holding her

know something this serious?” A look of astonishment fleeted across Carter’s gaze as he asked incredulously, “Are you divorced, Tiffany? I’ve never heard it from

right, let’s not talk about such solemn matters. We’ll drink instead. It’s not

to Oscar, who opened it before pouring everyone

sorry, Tiffany. Allow me to toast you as an apology for my

jinx. I’m not that fragile, so you don’t have to tip-toe around me. Bill’s on me today, so everyone should enjoy the meal. Also, you’re not allowed to talk about

ever, Tiffany.