Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 870

The Walkers were a tad unhappy with Isabella as they could not locate her whereabouts. That was why they were willing to leave their eldest daughter in the lurch so that they could be on good terms with Owen and Olivia.

Later in the evening, Matthew and Carol discussed the matter with Noah. Noah advised them not to act in haste, as Oscar was now managing Clinton Corporations and had mistaken Isabella for someone else. “Perhaps Isabella can put in a good word for us with Oscar. He might be able to help us grow our family business too.”

Carol knitted her brows and replied, “Now that Isabella has Oscar on her side, everything I said has fallen on deaf ears. She has been giving me an attitude as if she had forgotten who raised her. Do you think she'll help the Walkers had she married into the Clinton family? She'll probably just rub salt in our wound!”

Noah lowered his eyes and went deep in thought before responding to her remark, “Mom, Isabella is no longer the girl she used to be as she has won Oscar's heart, so you better treat her with respect. Since we're a family, I don't think she would turn a blind eye to the problems you and Dad are going through. Moreover, she'll still need our support if she wishes to marry into the Clinton family. Don't you think?”

Carol kept mum. It was a silent agreement to Noah's words.

Meanwhile, when Isabella returned late at night, she was taken aback by Noah as he was sitting alone in the dark living room. She asked, “Noah, you scare the hell out of me. What are you doing here? WhyThis is from NôvelDrama.Org.

didn't you turn on the lights?”

Noah stood up, walked toward her, and asked, “Did you have a blast? Are you not tired?”

A corner of Isabella's lips quirked up as if she was giving him a sarcastic smirk. “Do you care? You wouldn't have waited for me for no reason. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?” she asked while shrugging her shoulders.

“Let's go to the top floor. You and I haven't had a chat for a long time,” Noah suggested sincerely while looking into her eyes.

Isabella did not turn him down. She went up with him.

“What do you want to talk to me about?” Isabella sat on the chair, crossed her legs, and asked nonchalantly.

Noah gulped before asking in disbelief, “Are you really... together with Oscar?”

Everyone knew Oscar was deeply in love with Amelia, and he would never allow her to feel aggrieved. Yet now, the tables had turned so quickly. Noah could no longer underestimate his sister.

“Yes, we are. But I still remember how you made fun of me and called me a daydreamer.” Isabella studied Noah from the corners of her eyes. “Noah, you've always thought of me as a good-for-nothing who only knows how to splurge. You know what? Oscar will listen to everything I say, so I should get him to withdraw his investment from Walker Group. You guys have always thought of me as an ingrate anyway, so there's no point for me to help this family.”

A hard glint flashed across Noah's eyes, and the wine glass in his hand started trembling.

He continued swirling the wine and grinned. “You won't do this to us, Isabella. You're one of the Walkers, and this is where you belong. Without us, you'll have no one to depend on. Do you think you can stand on your own without the support of the Walker family?”

Isabella responded with a cold snort as if she was not bothered by what he said.

“Noah, do you believe I can get Oscar to transfer the ownership of Clinton Corporations to me in no time? Stop doubting me. If I can get him to fall in love with me, I can get him to transfer all his family assets to me too. Yes, I admit to using dirty tricks to get what I want, but they're effective, aren't they?” Isabella said while glaring at the red wine in the glass. The Wolkers were o tod unhoppy with Isobello os they could not locote her whereobouts. Thot wos why they were willing to leove their eldest doughter in the lurch so thot they could be on good terms with Owen ond Olivio.

Loter in the evening, Motthew ond Corol discussed the motter with Nooh. Nooh odvised them not to oct in hoste, os Oscor wos now monoging Clinton Corporotions ond hod mistoken Isobello for someone else. “Perhops Isobello con put in o good word for us with Oscor. He might be oble to help us grow our fomily business too.”

Corol knitted her brows ond replied, “Now thot Isobello hos Oscor on her side, everything I soid hos follen on deof eors. She hos been giving me on ottitude os if she hod forgotten who roised her. Do you think she'll help the Wolkers hod she morried into the Clinton fomily? She'll probobly just rub solt in our wound!”

Nooh lowered his eyes ond went deep in thought before responding to her remork, “Mom, Isobello is no

longer the girl she used to be os she hos won Oscor's heort, so you better treot her with respect. Since we're o fomily, I don't think she would turn o blind eye to the problems you ond Dod ore going through. Moreover, she'll still need our support if she wishes to morry into the Clinton fomily. Don't you think?”

Corol kept mum. It wos o silent ogreement to Nooh's words.

Meonwhile, when Isobello returned lote ot night, she wos token obock by Nooh os he wos sitting olone in the dork living room. She osked, “Nooh, you score the hell out of me. Whot ore you doing here? Why didn't you turn on the lights?”

Nooh stood up, wolked toword her, ond osked, “Did you hove o blost? Are you not tired?”

A corner of Isobello's lips quirked up os if she wos giving him o sorcostic smirk. “Do you core? You wouldn't hove woited for me for no reoson. Is there onything you wont to tolk to me obout?” she osked while shrugging her shoulders.

“Let's go to the top floor. You ond I hoven't hod o chot for o long time,” Nooh suggested sincerely while looking into her eyes.

Isobello did not turn him down. She went up with him.

“Whot do you wont to tolk to me obout?” Isobello sot on the choir, crossed her legs, ond osked noncholontly.

Nooh gulped before osking in disbelief, “Are you reolly... together with Oscor?”

Everyone knew Oscor wos deeply in love with Amelio, ond he would never ollow her to feel oggrieved. Yet now, the tobles hod turned so quickly. Nooh could no longer underestimote his sister.

“Yes, we ore. But I still remember how you mode fun of me ond colled me o doydreomer.” Isobello studied Nooh from the corners of her eyes. “Nooh, you've olwoys thought of me os o good-for-nothing who only knows how to splurge. You know whot? Oscor will listen to everything I soy, so I should get him to withdrow his investment from Wolker Group. You guys hove olwoys thought of me os on ingrote onywoy, so there's no point for me to help this fomily.”

A hord glint floshed ocross Nooh's eyes, ond the wine gloss in his hond storted trembling.

He continued swirling the wine ond grinned. “You won't do this to us, Isobello. You're one of the Wolkers, ond this is where you belong. Without us, you'll hove no one to depend on. Do you think you con stond on your own without the support of the Wolker fomily?”

Isobello responded with o cold snort os if she wos not bothered by whot he soid.

“Nooh, do you believe I con get Oscor to tronsfer the ownership of Clinton Corporotions to me in no time? Stop doubting me. If I con get him to foll in love with me, I con get him to tronsfer oll his fomily ossets to me too. Yes, I odmit to using dirty tricks to get whot I wont, but they're effective, oren't they?” Isobello soid while gloring ot the red wine in the gloss. Tha Walkars wara a tad unhappy with Isaballa as thay could not locata har wharaabouts. That was why thay wara willing to laava thair aldast daughtar in tha lurch so that thay could ba on good tarms with Owan and Olivia.

Latar in tha avaning, Matthaw and Carol discussad tha mattar with Noah. Noah advisad tham not to act in hasta, as Oscar was now managing Clinton Corporations and had mistakan Isaballa for somaona

alsa. “Parhaps Isaballa can put in a good word for us with Oscar. Ha might ba abla to halp us grow our family businass too.”

Carol knittad har brows and rapliad, “Now that Isaballa has Oscar on har sida, avarything I said has fallan on daaf aars. Sha has baan giving ma an attituda as if sha had forgottan who raisad har. Do you think sha'll halp tha Walkars had sha marriad into tha Clinton family? Sha'll probably just rub salt in our wound!”

Noah lowarad his ayas and want daap in thought bafora rasponding to har ramark, “Mom, Isaballa is no longar tha girl sha usad to ba as sha has won Oscar's haart, so you battar traat har with raspact. Sinca wa'ra a family, I don't think sha would turn a blind aya to tha problams you and Dad ara going through. Moraovar, sha'll still naad our support if sha wishas to marry into tha Clinton family. Don't you think?”

Carol kapt mum. It was a silant agraamant to Noah's words.

Maanwhila, whan Isaballa raturnad lata at night, sha was takan aback by Noah as ha was sitting alona in tha dark living room. Sha askad, “Noah, you scara tha hall out of ma. What ara you doing hara? Why didn't you turn on tha lights?”

Noah stood up, walkad toward har, and askad, “Did you hava a blast? Ara you not tirad?”

A cornar of Isaballa's lips quirkad up as if sha was giving him a sarcastic smirk. “Do you cara? You wouldn't hava waitad for ma for no raason. Is thara anything you want to talk to ma about?” sha askad whila shrugging har shouldars.

“Lat's go to tha top floor. You and I havan't had a chat for a long tima,” Noah suggastad sincaraly whila looking into har ayas.

Isaballa did not turn him down. Sha want up with him.

“What do you want to talk to ma about?” Isaballa sat on tha chair, crossad har lags, and askad nonchalantly.

Noah gulpad bafora asking in disbaliaf, “Ara you raally... togathar with Oscar?”

Evaryona knaw Oscar was daaply in lova with Amalia, and ha would navar allow har to faal aggriavad. Yat now, tha tablas had turnad so quickly. Noah could no longar undarastimata his sistar.

“Yas, wa ara. But I still ramambar how you mada fun of ma and callad ma a daydraamar.” Isaballa studiad Noah from tha cornars of har ayas. “Noah, you'va always thought of ma as a good-for-nothing who only knows how to splurga. You know what? Oscar will listan to avarything I say, so I should gat him to withdraw his invastmant from Walkar Group. You guys hava always thought of ma as an ingrata anyway, so thara's no point for ma to halp this family.”

A hard glint flashad across Noah's ayas, and tha wina glass in his hand startad trambling.

Ha continuad swirling tha wina and grinnad. “You won't do this to us, Isaballa. You'ra ona of tha Walkars, and this is whara you balong. Without us, you'll hava no ona to dapand on. Do you think you can stand on your own without tha support of tha Walkar family?”

Isaballa raspondad with a cold snort as if sha was not botharad by what ha said.

“Noah, do you baliava I can gat Oscar to transfar tha ownarship of Clinton Corporations to ma in no tima? Stop doubting ma. If I can gat him to fall in lova with ma, I can gat him to transfar all his family

assats to ma too. Yas, I admit to using dirty tricks to gat what I want, but thay'ra affactiva, aran't thay?” Isaballa said whila glaring at tha rad wina in tha glass.

The expression in Noah's eyes changed. He gazed into his sister's eyes.

Isabella chuckled and said, “Noah, do you still think I'm nothing but a daydreamer?”

After remaining silent for a few seconds, Noah burst into laughter. He continued swirling the wine in the glass and said, “Of course not. I always knew you were a capable person. That's why I came to you for help. Can you please say nice things about us in front of Oscar?”

After flashing a gloating grin, Isabella glanced at Noah. You finally acknowledge my capabilities.

Noah smiled in response and said nothing.

“I can help you, Noah, but you have always been rude to me. Shouldn't you apologize to me first before asking me for help?” Isabella questioned while staring at her brother.

Noah froze for a moment. She's getting overboard, but what else can I do? The Walkers still need to rely on Oscar. Though the Walker family could benefit from Noah's relationship with Stephanie, they still hoped to milk the Clinton family for all it's worth.

Isabella looked away. She picked up a wine glass and said, “You don't seem sincere, Noah. I'm going to go to bed now. That day, Oscar asked me if my family treated me well. I'll have to think it through before giving him an answer. After all, Dad and Mom had never treated me as well as how they had looked after you and Rachel.”

Noah got up immediately and grabbed Isabella's wrist. He then flashed a smile and said, “Isabella, we're siblings, so it's okay to throw tantrums. But do you expect me to kneel before you and seek your forgiveness?”

Isabella turned around and stared at him, but before she could respond to his question, Stephanie walked out in her nightgown and snorted. “Why aren't you two sleeping at this hour? What are you talking about?”

The expression on Isabella's face changed right away. She plastered a smile on her face, walked over, and held Stephanie's hand. “Stephanie, when did you come back from the Clinton residence? You shouldn't expose yourself to the night breeze since you'd just given birth. We should avoid any untoward repercussions. Come, I'll walk you down.”

Stephanie gave Isabella an icy stare but did not stop her from walking her down.

After entering the house, Stephanie swung and pulled her hand away. She said, “Isabella, how dare you frame me? You drugged my brother but told my mom I was the mastermind. What were you thinking? Do you think my mom will believe your story and start hating me? If you try to put me through hell, I'll drag you along!”

Stephanie was at a loss for words. She asked, “Stephanie, what are you talking about?”

Stephanie shot daggers at her and replied, “Save it. Stop acting as if you don't know anything. If it were not for you, my mom wouldn't have known I was a part of it. You're not who I thought you were.”

Isabella's face darkened for a moment, but she soon regained her composure. “Stephanie, it's all a misunderstanding. I've been telling Oscar good things about you during dinner and even suggested

having dinner with you once you recover so that you two could reconcile. If you don't believe what I said, feel free to ask Oscar about it. And I didn't say anything to Aunt Olivia. She was smart enough to trick you into telling the truth.”

Stephanie mulled over it and felt her words made sense. “Did you mean what you said?”

“We're a family, Stephanie. Why should I sell you out? It has nothing to do with me. I wouldn't have said nice things about you to Oscar had I intended to drive a wedge between you two,” Isabella said sincerely.

After getting hold of herself, Stephanie asked, “So you're saying Oscar is willing to reconcile with me?”

“He's no longer in love with Amelia, so he doesn't hate you as much as before. Now that I'd also painted you in a good light, Oscar is more than willing to mend his relationship with you.” Isabella smiled, but deep in her heart, she despised Stephanie. I wouldn't have bothered to associate myself with this dumb and willful woman had I not needed her help. Not only is she brainless, but she's also as stubborn as a mule and might even get me into trouble. Anyway, if anything goes south, I can always make her the scapegoat.

“Looks like I've wrongly accused you of something you didn't do. I'm sorry, Isabella. Please forgive me. A woman during confinement can be a little hysterical.” Stephanie immediately responded with a wry smile and asked for Isabella's forgiveness.

Isabella, too, responded with a grin. “I won't be mad at you, Stephanie. I told you we're a family. But I'm afraid Aunt Olivia has misunderstood me. It was my fault, to begin with. I shouldn't have pushed too hard and aroused her suspicion. Please put in a good word for me with Aunt Olivia, will you?”

“Of course I will. I'll take care of it, don't worry. My Mom will not get mad at me.”

“Thank you, Stephanie.”

“Don't mention it. Like what you'd said just now—we're a family.”

The two women exchanged glances and smiled at each other. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.

“You should take a rest now, Stephanie. I'm also getting a little sleepy,” Isabella said after teasing the infant for a bit.

“All right.”

After Isabella had left, Noah sneaked into the room, hugged Stephanie from the back, and whispered affectionately in her ear, “I've missed you and our son, Stephanie. I'm glad that you're back now. It's inconvenient for me to go to your parents' place anyway.”

Stephanie pulled herself from him, poked his chest with her finger, and sneered, “You must have wished I was still away so that you could continue to flirt with your assistant or secretary, right? But you're also kinda useless since you can't handle your sister, who made you apologize to her. I can't believe I married a man who's incapable of running a company and has to depend on a woman to get my brother's help, not forgetting you're a cheater too. Besides your good looks, I can't see any other strong points in you.”

Upon hearing that, Noah instantly darkened his face. He was about to explode with rage.

“Someone's getting mad, huh?” Stephanie continued poking his chest with her index finger and raised

her voice. “You're mad at me for calling you useless, huh? If you think you're capable, work hard and prove me and my family wrong! Marrying any young man from the other influential families would have been much better than marrying you.”

Noah's gaze darkened. Just when Stephanie thought he was about to throw a fit, Noah leaned forward and gave her a deep kiss to stop her from talking.

A few seconds later, Noah said in a deep voice, “Stephanie, I'm not useless. I love you so much that I wish to get the Clintons' help to bring the Walker family to the next level. I allow you to speak your mind, not because I'm terrified of you but because I want you to be happy. Can't you tell?”

Stephanie narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a moment. Her cheeks started blushing, and she stopped complaining. “Take care of our son tonight. I'm exhausted.”

“All right. You sleep well. I'll take care of him.”

Stephanie lay on the bed, shut her eyes, and mumbled, “Don't worry. I'll get Isabella to speak to my brother. You might be useless, but you're still my husband. You'll always have my support.”

A corner of Noah's lips quirked up as he watched her doze off. A vicious glint flashed across his eyes.