Chapter 212 Causing A Scene
They were talking about Tony happily when a few people suddenly appeared in the hall. At once, the tension in the room grew.
Olivia was playing with Tony and immediately scowled at the unwanted guests’ arrival. As there were other guests around, she immediately regained her composure.
“Lily, I’ve asked my chef to prepare a few desserts. Let’s go try them out. I need your opinion. If you like them, tell the maid to pack some up for you to bring back home.”
The other ladies knew Olivia was trying to send them away, for the unwanted guests were none other than the Yards. Everyone witnessed Cassie’s escape from the wedding five years ago. Her actions caused the Clinton family to become the joke of the upper-class society. Even though Oscar married Amelia shortly after, he still got mocked. Both families remained at peace for the next few years, but Cassie and Oscar were still in an ambiguous relationship. After all, no man could accept being left at the altar by his fiancée.
“We need to try, then. Let’s talk to the chef if they are really good,” replied Lily with a smile. The other ladies nodded obligingly and left with her.
With Tony in her arms, Olivia turned to Oscar. “Oscar, bring your wife to the other end to socialize with the guests there. I’ll handle the Yard family. Don’t interfere lest Cassie kicks up a fuss.”
Oscar held Amelia’s hand and said, “Amelia and I shall go talk to Mr. Ferguson. He only came back to the country yesterday and has never seen Amelia before. When he called me two days ago, he kept reminding me to introduce him to Amelia.”
Olivia nodded. “All right. Go.”
Oscar led Amelia away, while Tiffany remained by Olivia’s side.
“Mrs. Clinton, if they are rude to you, I’ll sew their lips up!” She gestured to zip their lips sternly.
A corner of Olivia’s mouth lifted in response. The next moment, her smile froze in place when she saw the person who appeared behind Charlie.
Upon spotting Olivia’s expression, Tiffany voiced her concern. “Mrs. Clinton, what’s wrong?”
Olivia snapped back to reality and forced a smile. “Nothing.”
Tiffany said nothing after that. Even when she saw Stephanie holding Cassie’s arm later, she merely arched her brow silently.
Stephanie is taunting Amelia, huh? Previously, Oscar might not do anything, but judging from how he adores Amelia now, he should say something after seeing his sister and his ex-lover together. He won’t allow Amelia to get bullied by Stephanie anymore.
Both Stephanie and Cassie like to create trouble. No wonder they are best friends. Birds of the same feathers flock together, after all! They are both arrogant and selfish.
Tiffany might despise the foolish Stephanie, but it didn’t show on her face.
Olivia sauntered over to the Yard family. “Charlie, why are you here?”
Charlie seemed a little awkward for the Clintons didn’t extend an invitation to the Yards. Obviously, they were keeping a distance from the Yards.
“Olivia, we’ve been friends for years. Can’t we come to offer our congratulations to your grandson?” Elizabeth uttered in disdain. She took one glance at Tony and mocked, “Oh, so this is him. I was wondering what he looks like. He’s not that good-looking, after all.”
Olivia’s expression darkened as anger poured through her.
Tiffany touched her arm to stop her from saying anything. “Mrs. Yard, I thought you would’ve learned your lesson since our last encounter, but turns out you’re still as rude as usual. That’s really disgusting. Even I can’t stand the sight of your bad manners. I thought you’re a gentlewoman. I wonder how do you socialize with the other upper-classes?”
As an author, Tiffany was good at cursing others.
Instantly, Elizabeth’s expression soured.
“Olivia, look at how rude this young lady is. Why did you allow her to remain by your side?” she demanded with a frown.
Olivia’s gaze swept over to Stephanie, who was afraid of the former. “Tiffany’s an obedient young lady. I’m going to take her as my goddaughter.” She seemed to be insinuating something.
Taking one look at Stephanie, Elizabeth blurted out, “Olivia, are you crazy? You kicked your own daughter out and cut off her allowance, but want to take an outsider to be your goddaughter? You must be crazy. No wonder Stephanie looked so upset when she came to Cassie. I think you’re being too harsh on your own daughter. Don’t you feel bad for her?”
A complicated emotion flashed across Olivia’s gaze. Tiffany was confused. She thought Stephanie moved out to protest against Amelia, but it was Olivia who had kicked her out.
Why, though? I don’t get it.
Olivia patted Tony to comfort him before answering, “Stephanie is in her twenties. She gets to train herself to be independent out there. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. Young people should be diligent. It doesn’t matter how much they earn as long as they could afford to survive.”
Elizabeth snorted. “Olivia, that’s the joke of the year. Why would a Clinton work hard for a mere salary of a few thousand bucks? The others will mock you for that.”
Olivia pretended not to hear her words, while Charlie shot Elizabeth a disapproving look and gestured for her to shut up.
“Olivia, please don’t mind my wife’s reckless words. I’m here to see your grandson. You invited the others but left us out. To be honest, I was really disappointed. We’ve been friends for decades. It’s not worth it to cut off ties just because of a minor understanding.” Charlie’s voice was sincere.
Olivia handed Tony to Tiffany before responding, “Charlie, you know why I didn’t invite you to the party. I don’t want someone to show up at Tony’s party and make the situation awkward. Five years had since passed, but the upper-class society is still gossiping about Oscar and Cassie. I don’t want the rumors to harm my son and his wife’s marriage. I hope you understand that.”
Elizabeth let out a sardonic laugh. “Olivia, you can’t afford to humiliate yourself. Do you think we want to humiliate ourselves, then? Cassie lost her baby and committed suicide because of Oscar. He then dumped her, saying they aren’t a suitable match. You even blamed everything on her. Do you think we’re pushovers?” she declared loudly.
Tiffany parted her lips to retort, but Olivia stretched her hand out to stop her. The latter turned to Charlie and stated, “Charlie, many of our friends from the corporate and political world are here today. I don’t mind if you want to cause a scene today. Oscar is married and has a kid, so the others will only criticize him for being a reckless man. Cassie, however, is a different matter. She’ll be mocked for being someone else’s mistress. Her reputation will end up in shreds, and she won’t be able to marry into a good family. Don’t blame that on us in the future.”
“Olivia, you’ve got it wrong. We’re here to visit your grandson. We’ve been friends for years, so I’m willing to show my sincerity. I’m not as bad as you think,” Charlie said apologetically.
At once, Elizabeth cut in, “Charlie Yard, our daughter is being humiliated now! I won’t take it if you make things difficult for Cassie just to preserve your friendship.”
Olivia hailed a maid and ordered, “Bring Mr. and Mrs. Yard there.”
“Yes, Mrs. Clinton.”
She then glanced at Stephanie, who had been stuck to Cassie silently the whole time. “Stephanie, come upstairs with me.”
To her surprise, Stephanie scurried away to hide behind Elizabeth.
Elizabeth had a smug smile playing on her lips. “Olivia, you’ve failed as a mom. Look, your daughter is afraid of you.”
Olivia’s face clouded over.
Tiffany patted Tony consolingly and told her, “Mrs. Clinton, don’t get mad.”
After taking a deep breath, Olivia commanded icily, “Stephanie, come over here!”
Stephanie stuck her head out from behind Elizabeth and whined, “Mom, I want to move back home. I’ve run out of money. It has been ages since I bought any bags or eaten something nice. Let me come home!”
Olivia felt her chest clenching in anger. “Follow me upstairs. Why are you hiding behind someone else’s back? Do you want me to yell at you in public?”
Stephanie felt really indignant. “Mom, I only want to come home. I don’t have any money, and the others are viewing me with contempt. You’re my mom. Don’t you feel bad for me?” She was smart enough to act pitiful this time.
