Chapter 259 You Are Not Her Type
Isabella couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. With her striking features and curves, she was constantly surrounded by men. Being ignored by both Oscar and Kurt made her slightly humiliated.
“Kurt,” warned Amelia. “Isabella is a guest.”
Hearing that, Kurt stretched out his hand and said coolly, “Hello. I am Kurt Alfsen.”
Isabella flashed a wry smile. “No wonder Oscar hired you to be his bodyguard. You’re more imposing than the usual bodyguards.”
Instead of answering her, Kurt took Tony from Amelia. “Your arm has just healed, so I’ll hold Tony.”
Seeing that, Isabella suddenly said, “Amelia, you and Kurt look more like a couple. Together with Tony, you look like the perfect family.” It wasn’t sure whether she did it on purpose.
Amelia threw her a sideways glance.
Isabella covered her lips as though she had just realized her mistake.
With an apologetic tone, she said, “I’m sorry, Amelia. I didn’t mean anything else. It was just a casual remark. You both look every inch the perfect couple. Your looks complement each other, and I find that pleasing to the eye.”
Kurt gave her a sharp gaze. “Apologize to her.”
For a moment, Isabella didn’t quite get what he meant.
“Apologize,” he repeated sternly.
Isabella was confused.
With Tony in one arm, he appeared before Isabella in a flash and grabbed her neck with his right hand. He lifted her up by force and announced frostily, “I hate women who are presumptuous.”
Isabella’s face turned red from the chokehold. She slapped Kurt’s hand and kicked her feet around frantically to free herself.
Amelia gave a start. “Kurt, release her!” she yelled.
In response, Kurt tossed her unceremoniously to the ground. Once Isabella landed on the ground, she was invigorated again. After taking a few deep breaths, she glared at Kurt angrily. Before she could unleash her wrath, the door opened, and Oscar strode in.
Her angry expression immediately disappeared as she dissolved into pitiful sobs.
Oscar spared her a brief glance. “What’s wrong?” he asked Amelia.
Amelia had no words to explain the bizarre situation.
Kurt revealed stonily, “I taught her a lesson for trying to stir things up. If you’re upset, I’ll willingly get punished.”
Oscar couldn’t be bothered about Isabella’s plight. “Are you all right, Amelia?” he inquired gently.
Amelia shook her head.
Feeling utterly humiliated, Isabella scrambled to her feet and exclaimed indignantly, “Oscar, Amelia, is this how you treat a guest?”
Oscar knitted his brows, for he hated it when women tried to approach him with ulterior motives.
“I’m sorry, Isabella. Kurt doesn’t like it when strangers get close to him. Please forgive him for his rude action. I’ll treat you to a meal sometime later, all right?” Amelia offered in an effort to appease her.
Wiping her tears dry, Isabella replied firmly, “Amelia, I’m not pinning the blame on you. I want him to apologize to me. I was just trying to be nice, but he mistreated me. I don’t deserve that, so please ask him to apologize.”
Amelia bobbed her head before turning to Kurt. “Kurt, you were too harsh to her. Hurry up and apologize to Ms. Walker. You can’t be rude to our guest.”
Obediently, Kurt apologized to Isabella readily. However, his expression remained stoic.
Isabella bit back her anger and pretended to be easy-going. “I’ll forgive you this once. Amelia, let’s head down. I had been back for months but didn’t manage to visit you often. Mrs. Clinton told me you’re a great chef. If you don’t mind, can you teach me how to cook?” she inquired eagerly.
Amelia was stunned. She had no idea what Isabella was getting at. She’s an heiress, so there’s no need for her to cook personally.
A woman would only cook for her loved ones. Isabella was the apple of the eye of the wealthy and affluent Walker family. They were extremely powerful in the country even though they resided overseas for most of the time.
Before Amelia could say anything, Oscar answered on her behalf, “Amelia isn’t free. Ms. Walker, you should get yourself a teacher.”
Isabella glanced at him before asking, “Oscar, do you dislike me?”
“Yes,” came Oscar’s curt reply.
She burst into giggles. “Why? Oscar, a gentleman wouldn’t disgrace a lady. Yes, I had just returned from Anglandur, and you might feel uncomfortable by my style, but that’s no reason for you to dislike me.”
“You might be a smart lady, but I admire capable women instead of women who loved showing off how smart they are,” Oscar told her in a straightforward manner. He didn’t bother sparing her pride.
Isabella was rather embarrassed.
“I don’t understand, Oscar.”
Oscar put an arm around Amelia’s waist and answered, “Forget it, then. Amelia, let’s go.”
With that, he left with Amelia in tow. Kurt had disappeared with Tony earlier. When Oscar and Amelia were no longer in sight, he showed up before Isabella, causing her to backtrack in fear.
“You’re too ugly to be Boss’ match,” he announced brutally.
Isabella’s expression hardened. “Come again?” she demanded.
“It’s pretty obvious what you want. You’re not a good actress, so stop pretending to be one.” Having said that, Kurt spun on his heels and headed to Tony’s bed.
With her intention exposed, Isabella felt both humiliated and disgraced. She stalked to Kurt and laughed icily. “Kurt, you don’t know me well. Yes, I admire Oscar, but that doesn’t mean I’ll lower myself to be the other woman. You’re nothing but a lowly bodyguard, so watch your mouth!” she declared haughtily.
“Get out.”
“What?”
“Get out. Your perfume is disgusting. Tony hates it.”
Isabella’s face distorted with anger instantly.
She promptly marched out and slammed the door shut.
“Isabella, what’s wrong?” Olivia voiced out her concern when she saw Isabella walk down the stairs furiously.
Running toward Olivia, Isabella held back her anger and shook her head. “Mrs. Clinton, I guess Amelia doesn’t like me. I was talking to Oscar, but she thought I… She thought I…”
Her hesitance was enough to fuel anyone’s imagination.
“Isabella, you might’ve misunderstood Amelia. She won’t act that way. Oscar isn’t close to other women, so his female employees are all afraid of him. Perhaps Amelia’s just afraid his icy attitude will hurt your feelings,” Olivia offered an explanation.
Flashing a nonchalant smile, Isabella answered, “Oh, I see. I’m fine, Mrs. Clinton. My mom just called and told us to go home, so I need to get Noah. We’ll come visiting again tomorrow.”
“Okay. I’ll ask Norton to give you a lift.”
“No need for that, Mrs. Clinton. Noah and I drove here,” Isabella rejected her offer.
After Olivia saw her to the door, Isabella said, “Mrs. Clinton, I’ll head there to find Noah and Stephanie. See you.”
Olivia nodded in response.
Shortly after, Isabella found Noah and Stephanie chatting by the lake. Perhaps Stephanie couldn’t get Noah’s gradual advance, for her reaction was cold.
“Noah!” Isabella called out.
Both Noah and Stephanie turned around.
“Isabella,” Stephanie greeted her warmly. She had a fairly good impression of Isabella.
Isabella returned her smile before turning to Noah. “Should we head home, Noah? Mom just called. Apparently, she needs to talk to us.”
Noah gave Stephanie an apologetic smile. “We need to go.”
“Oh? You’re leaving this soon? Isabella, did you see Oscar?” Stephanie inquired.
“Yes, but he seems to loathe me,” came Isabella’s answer. She sounded disappointed.
Her lips twitching, Stephanie said, “Isabella, we’re friends, so I shall be honest with you. My sister-in-law is a jealous wife who bans Oscar from getting close to other women, including me, his sister. After they got married, Amelia has him on a leash. Oh, I wish you were my sister-in-law instead!”
Suddenly, the enormity of what she had just said fully dawned on her. Hastily, she uttered, “Isabella, don’t let Amelia know about this. Otherwise, Oscar might reprimand me for babbling nonsense.”
Shaking her head, Isabella promised, “Of course, I won’t. Well, Noah and I really need to go. We’ll be back tomorrow if time allows.”
“All right. Drive safe!” Stephanie waved.
Isabella and Noah got into their car and sped away from the Clinton residence. After some distance away, Noah took off his glasses, his gaze turned cold.
“Noah, it has been months. Haven’t you conquered Stephanie yet?” Isabella leaned into her seat and asked casually.
“It’ll happen soon,” Noah answered in an icy tone.
Snorting, Isabella said, “I don’t think you’re Stephanie’s type. Why don’t you show her your true colors? Perhaps she prefers domineering men.”
Glancing at her, Noah answered, “You have no say in my matters.”
“Noah, I have no intention of butting into your matters. Don’t forget that Mom and Dad left orders for you to marry her. The Clinton family is the richest family in the city. Marrying their daughter will only benefit our company. You mustn’t let your guard down. Otherwise, your lover might kick up a fuss. A man who can’t even keep his own woman happy is nothing but a loser.” She scoffed.
“Hey!” Suddenly, Noah stepped on the brakes without warning. Isabella’s body lurched forward from the inertia. Fortunately, she was held back by her safety belt.
Isabella’s heart was still pounding hard as she glowered at Noah. “Have you gone nuts?” she demanded.
“Isabella Walker, this is a warning to stay away from her.” Noah’s warning was so low, it was practically a growl.
Running on sheer anger, Isabella sneered, “Noah, you should win Stephanie over so no one will dare to lay a hand on your lover. I can’t stand your sheep in wolf’s clothing act. You tried to court her as though you were teenagers, but she’s experienced enough to fall for your childish act. You should learn some pickup lines. Your young lover might adore you, but you’re nothing but a loser to other women.”
In the blink of an eye, a hand grabbed her throat.
It was Noah, who exclaimed viciously, “Isabella, stay out of my business. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you regret it. You might be beautiful, acting high and mighty, but you’re nothing but a loose woman. Oscar won’t fall for someone like you. My advice is for you to learn to be a cultured and intelligent woman. No man will fall for your sharp tongue.”
Isabella’s face twisted in fury.
“I’ll make sure Oscar falls in love with me! Men are born cheaters. So what if he’s married? If I wish, he’ll fall head over heels in love with me!” she insisted.
Shoving her away, Noah replied in a cruel manner, “Compared to you, Amelia is more irresistible. Both you and Stephanie are damaged goods that no one wants.” There was cruelty in his tone that warned her to stop talking.
Isabella shot him an indignant glare.
Ignoring her fury, Noah floored the accelerator. Slowly, the car picked up speed as Isabella’s petrified yells grew louder.
