Chapter 478

Chapter 478Chapter 478
Cassie pushed June away and jumped down from the bed despite the pain. Then, she quickly took out
a black and white business suit from the closet and put it on in front of him before leaving the bedroom
without turning back.
June calmly got off the bed as he already had his fill. He found Cassie's occasional resistance rather
exciting. To him, the two of them were like cat and mouse. Cassie was the little mouse who tried her
best to run while he enjoyed the chase, playing with Cassie in his palm, gradually shedding her dignity.
By the time he was done with her, she would belong to him entirely and she wouldn't have the notion of
running away anymore.
For so many years, he had been casting his net and patiently waiting for the fish to take the bait. He
believed that Cassie would eventually be his. However, to Cassie, his methods were ruthless. He was
like a pervert. But to him, these actions were just his way of loving her.
Cassie ran downstairs, but Elizabeth stopped her. “Cassie, where are you going? It's almost time for
dinner.”
Cassie looked at Elizabeth with her teary eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “Mom, you're killing me by
letting me be with that pervert. If you like him that much, why don't you and dad make him your son?”
With that, she ran out of the house.
Elizabeth was confused. She didn't know what had happened at all. June came down shortly after, wearing white clothes and black pants, looking like a handsome and
cultured gentleman.
“Mrs. Yard,” June said politely.
Elizabeth fiddled with her hair and asked, “June, what happened to you and Cassie?”
“Don't worry, Mrs. Yard. We just had a little argument. It's fine. I'll look for her later and apologize to
her.”
“That girl,” Elizabeth said while shaking her head. “You've been so nice to her, but she doesn't know
how to appreciate it. She has always been doing things her way, and it's my fault for spoiling her too
much. Don't let her get too far. We'll leave her alone for now. Let's eat.”
“Mrs. Yard, I'm afraid I won't be joining you. I have to look for her. It's only natural that I care for my
woman. It doesn't matter if she is stubborn. If I don't care for her, who else will?” June's expression was
gentle when he spoke about Cassie. His eyes were shimmering with adoration as he portrayed the
perfect boyfriend who pampered his girlfriend.
Elizabeth became even more pleased with June.
“June, it must be tough on you.”
“Not at all, Mrs. Yard. She's cute even when she's stubborn or arrogant, or even when she gets angry
and chases me away. I love her so much that her flaws became her best quality.” June smiled. “I'll be
leaving, Mrs. Yard. I'll come back with Cassie to have a meal with you someday. I have to go coax hernow. Otherwise, she will make a fuss and start saying that I don't love her at all.” June spoke
affectionately as if Cassie was a cute little girl who loved to make a fuss in a relationship. After June left, Elizabeth nodded with satisfaction. Her daughter had finally found a good place to call
home. However, she didn't know that her future son-in-law, who seemed perfect on the surface, had
been bringing her daughter to inappropriate places to demoralize her constantly. He had indulged in the
gratifying process of her corruption to the point where she was one step away from the point of no
return.
Elizabeth was unaware of it. Hence, she became more and more satisfied with June, and she adored
June more than Cassie.
Cassie drove straight to Clinton Corporations. She parked her car and went directly into the building.
However, she was stopped by the receptionist before she could get into the elevator.
“Miss, do you have an appointment?” the receptionist asked politely.
Cassie looked at the receptionist and didn't recognize her. “Are you new?”
“The previous receptionist has resigned.” Seeing that Cassie was dressed luxuriously and knew that
there was a new receptionist, the receptionist didn't dare offend her with a tough attitude. “Miss, who
are you looking for? Do you have an appointment with someone?” Cassie raised her chin and said aggressively, “I'm the only daughter of the chairman of Yard Group.
The Yards and the Clintons have been family friends for many years. I came here to look for Oscar.
Does a mere receptionist like you dare to stop me?”
The receptionist was stunned.
Politely, she said, “I apologize for not recognizing you, Ms. Yard. However, Mr. Clinton has ordered that
anyone without an appointment is not allowed to enter the company. I'm just doing my job. I can call
someone from the secretary's office. If you really have an appointment with Mr. Clinton, I will let you in.
Please hang on for a moment.” She then picked up the phone and dialed the secretary's office number.
Cassie immediately grabbed her hand and said coldly, “What is the meaning of this?”
The receptionist tried to rein in her temper. “Cassie, I'm just following the procedures. Why don't you
give Mr. Clinton a call?”
If he could answer my call, I wouldn't be here arguing with you.
“I'm warning you. Don't go too far. Otherwise, I'll report you to Mrs. Clinton and drive you out of Clinton
Corporations,” Cassie threatened, having lost her patience.
The receptionist was in a dilemma when she heard a female voice. “What's going on?”
Relieved to see the person approaching them, the receptionist smiled. “Ms. Walker, this person is Ms.
Yard. She wants to see Mr. Clinton, but she doesn't have an appointment.” Isabella walked forward and gave Cassie a once-over. She tried to recall who the woman was. “Cassie
Yard?”
She had met Cassie a few times before. However, she didn't recognize Cassie because she had lost a
lot of weight. Even though she was wearing make-up, she looked pale and frail as if a gust of wind
could sweep her away.
Cassie, however, immediately recognized Isabella. She sneered, “Well, if it isn't Ms. Walker? I heard
Amelia is back and is together with Oscar. I was wondering when you would marry Oscar. The upper-
class society is spreading the news about your engagement, but I saw Oscar taking good care of
Amelia yesterday. I'm afraid you have no place in this marriage.”
Isabella's expression changed.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down. Then she smiled professionally and said, “Ms.
Yard, what happens between Oscar and me has nothing to do with you. At best, you're just Oscar's ex-
girlfriend, and I am his current girlfriend. Mrs. Clinton is very fond of me. No matter how close Oscar
and Amelia are, I am the one he will marry due to family pressure. In the end, I will still be the victor.”
Cassie snorted. What a shameless b*tch.
“By the way, Ms. Yard, Oscar has established a new rule. No one from the Yard family is allowed to
enter Clinton Corporations. Have you forgotten how your family came to make a fuss at the company a
year and a half ago? You're a group of people from a noble family who did things that even a bunch of
hooligans wouldn't do, affecting the reputation of Clinton Corporations and your family. If it hadn't been
for Oscar, the losses of Clinton Corporations caused by you and your mother would have been
immeasurable. If I were you, I would be ashamed to come here,” Isabella reminded Cassie of theterrible things she had done.
Cassie remembered it as well. More than a year ago, she had instigated her mother to make a scene at
the company, which caused the Yard family and the Clinton family to fall apart. She was heartbroken by
Oscar's cold eyes when he looked at her back then. That was when she fell into June's manipulation
and gradually became addicted to the hedonistic and inappropriate places.
“Seems like you remember everything you did back then,” Isabella said. “Kindly leave, Ms. Yard, or I
will call for security.”
Cassie gritted her teeth and stared deep into Isabella's eyes. “Don't get too cocky, Ms. Walker. I can
leave now, but I will not give up. If you can stay by Oscar's side, then so can I.”
Having said that, she turned around proudly and hurried out of the building.
Isabella smirked and said to the receptionist, “If she ever comes back, you can call the security guards
to escort her out of the building. Remember, she's the woman Mr. Clinton doesn't wish to see the most.
Don't try to be clever, or you'll be dismissed from Clinton Corporations.”
“Yes, Ms. Walker,” the receptionist responded.
Isabella turned around and walked toward the elevator. Having won an argument against Cassie, she
felt exceptionally good.