Chapter 493

Chapter 493Chapter 493
“Noah, I had a good impression of you at the beginning given how exceptional you are. Nevertheless, I
cannot help being angry at you over what happened to Tony. You can treat it as me venting my
frustration, but I only have one grandson. Therefore, I can't bear to watch him suffer while the
perpetrator walks freely within the Clinton residence,” Olivia remarked candidly.
She was furious over Tony's accident and also outraged by what Noah and Isabella did. Even though
she knew that they were possibly not to blame, she just couldn't hold back her emotions as a doting
grandmother.
With glistening eyes, Noah took a deep breath and faced Olivia. He retorted, “Mrs. Clinton, you're not
being fair to me. I feel bad over what happened to Tony too. However, I love Stephanie and have spent
the last two years pursuing her before she accepted me. Considering how much I treasure her and how
close the Clinton and Walker family are, are you really going to disavow my feelings for her over what
happened to Tony?”
Olivia was unfazed. “Noah, are you questioning my decision?”
Noah replied calmly, “Mrs. Clinton, that's not my intention. I'm willing to take responsibility for what
happened, but I won't give up on Stephanie. I understand that your concern for Tony is making you say
such things, so I won't take them to heart.”
Olivia sneered in response.
Meanwhile, Carol, who was sitting on the sofa, cleared her throat. “Olivia, the children have developedfeelings for each other and have reached the stage of discussing marriage. By saying all that, are you
really willing to break them apart and destroy the relationship between the Walker and Clinton family?”
Fiddling with her perfectly manicured fingers, Olivia remained silent.
Carol felt encouraged when she saw Olivia's response. Feigning a smile, she added, “Olivia, I
understand that you're angry. I would feel the same way too if I were you. It's just that we have been
friends for such a long time that your words have hurt us.”
Olivia let out a sigh.
“Until Tony's condition improves, I will continue to feel edgy and speak harshly out of agitation. Hence,
please don't take it personally. Why don't you go home first? We'll talk about Noah and Stephanie's
wedding after Tony has recovered. If both of them are true to each other, I won't interfere in their
decision,” Olivia replied in a conciliatory tone.
Having heard Olivia, Carol and her children had no choice but to leave the Clinton residence.
Inside the car, Carol's expression darkened considerably.
As for Isabella, she looked equally sullen. After letting out a sigh, she asked in an uncertain tone,
“Mom, have we been kicked out by Mrs. Clinton?”
Snorting, Carol replied, “Isn't it obvious? Olivia has gone overboard this time. How dare she disrespect
us just because she's angry?”
Isabella still didn't get what was going on. “Mom, since Mrs. Clinton has put Noah and Stephanie's relationship on ice, what about me and Oscar?
Will she disavow me as her daughter-in-law?” Isabella clenched her fist as she began to panic. “No, I
have to return to the Clinton residence. I cannot allow Mrs. Clinton to have the impression that I'm
looking to harm Tony.”
Unsettled by the thought, Isabella grabbed the seat in front of her and cried out, “Noah, turn back to the
Clinton residence now. I want to clear the air with Mrs. Clinton.” Noah shot an icy glare at her, “Stop making a fuss and sit down. Are you trying to get us killed in a car
accident? I'm not prepared to die together with you.”
While Isabella continued to hit Noah relentlessly, he made a sharp turn with the steering wheel out of
exasperation, causing the car to swerve.
Shocked by the movement, Carol pulled Isabella back to her seat and slapped her in the face. She
thundered, “Isabella, do you have a death wish? If you do, you should just open the door and jump outof the car. Or else, Noah and I will be the ones who will end up dead.”
After being slapped, Isabella gradually regained her senses.
“Mom, I'm sorry for losing my composure just now,” she apologized with her head hung low.
Taking a deep breath, Carol suppressed the rage welling up inside her and advised, “Isabella, you're a
grown woman now and should learn how to be less impulsive. Compared to Rachel, you'll always be
my favorite. Only by being obedient and sensible will Olivia agree for you to be married into the Clinton
family. Since she didn't mention anything about you and Oscar earlier, I reckoned that means your
position as daughter-in-law to her hasn't changed. So, you shouldn't scare yourself unnecessarily and
lose your cool, do you understand?”
“I understand, Mom,” Isabella replied calmly.
“Find an opportunity to visit Tony in the hospital. After what happened, you should show Oscar your
caring side. I heard that he has yet to reconcile his marriage with Amelia. Therefore, you still stand a
pretty good chance. I believe men everywhere are the same. It's just a matter of how well a woman can
seduce them. I'm sure you know what you need to do now,” Carol remarked in an indifferent tone while
her eyes were looking ahead.
After giving it some thought, Isabella finally nodded.
At six in the evening, Isabella went to the hospital with some food prepared by the maid.
When Amelia opened the door for her, she shot Amelia a glance before circling around her into the
ward. Sitting by the bed feeding Tony, Tiffany was shocked to see Isabella. She had never seen anyone enter
in such a rude manner before.
“What brings you here, Ms. Walker?” Tiffany asked sarcastically.
Ignoring Tiffany's mockery, Isabella laid out the things she brought on the table before taking out a
limited edition Ultraman that she got her friend to procure. She said, “Tony, I figured that you will be
bored staying in the hospital. So, I brought you some toys. Why don't you play with Ultraman first? As
for the rest, I'll leave them in the bag for you to play whenever you fancy.”
Staring at the Ultraman in front of him, Tony looked at Tiffany with his lips pursed. “Tiffy, I don't like
Ultraman anymore. I'm sick of playing with him. When I'm discharged, please take me to the
playground. I haven't been there in a long time and I really miss playing there.”
Tiffany smiled broadly. Good boy, Tony. You really know how to hurt the enemy where it counts.
“Sure. Once you're discharged from the hospital, your mom and I will take you to the playground. But
for now, you will have to be good and eat your meals, all right?”
“Okay.”
Meanwhile, Isabella's hand froze with the Ultraman still grasped in it. A gloomy expression descended
on her face next.
“Ms. Walker, it's a surprise to see you visit Tony, but we appreciate the gesture. Please have a seat and
here's some water. I'm sorry I don't have anything else to offer you, as I was busy taking care of Tony. Ihope you don't mind.” Amelia stepped in to defuse Isabella's awkwardness.
Putting the Ultraman back into the bag, Isabella sat down on the sofa. “Where's Oscar?”
“There's a document in the office that needs his signature. Since Tony's condition is stable, I told him to
go. I reckoned he will probably be back soon,” Amelia replied with a faint smile.
Nevertheless, Isabella found it especially jarring.
“Amelia, Oscar isn't here, so you can drop the act,” Isabella snapped.
After placing a cup of water in front of Isabella, Amelia answered cordially, “Ms. Walker, my son is still
here. I hope you won't say anything that will scare him.”
Isabella grimaced momentarily before regaining her composure quickly.
Standing up, she laid out all the nutritious food she had brought with her on the table.
Tony was consequently shocked by the sight of them.
“Tony, I have gotten the maid to specially prepare all this lightly seasoned food for you. In fact, I've even
checked with the doctor, and he approves of them. Come, let me feed you some, all right?” Isabella
coaxed him with a spoonful of roast meat.
Tony stared intently at it, as he hadn't had any roast meat in the last three days. It looked so tempting
that it was challenging to resist. Isabella continued, “Tony, do you want it? It tastes really good and is a signature dish of my chef. Once
you have a bite, you'll definitely want seconds.”
Tony gulped in response.
“Mommy...” Tony gave Amelia a helpless look. “I feel like eating meat, but not from this weird lady. She
makes me feel like I'm a pitiful beggar, and I don't like that feeling. Mommy, can you chase her away,
please?”
Isabella's expression darkened, whereas Tiffany burst into uncontrollable laughter.
“Well said, Tony,” Tiffany praised the boy while trying to catch her breath from laughing too hard.
“Thank you, Tiffy.” As he opened his mouth, Tiffany fed him some soup while holding back her laughter.
“Good boy, Tony. After you're discharged from the hospital in the next few days, I'll treat you to a feast
that's more delicious than what this weird lady has brought you. More importantly, I will prepare food
that isn't poisoned, unlike those who try to harm you while pretending to be innocent.”
Isabella's expression drastically changed after being humiliated.
“Ms. Walker, a child speaks innocently, so I hope you won't take it personally. I appreciate you bringing
all this food, but Tony is still recovering. So, I think it's better if you save them for yourself,” Amelia
suggested with a cordial smile.
“Amelia, what are you trying to say? Are you accusing me of spiking the food? I'm not that stupid to do
something like that.” Isabella scowled. Just when Amelia was about to respond, Tiffany pre-empted her.
“Oh, is that so, Ms. Walker? I'm surprised that you still have some sense to you. If it wasn't for you,
Tony wouldn't even be here. How can you be so cruel as to harm a child that's just two years old? Tsk
tsk, it seems to me that you're the epitome of an evil witch,” Tiffany scoffed.