Chapter 167: I Can Help You Deal with Lynda
"Don't get upset, remember you have a heart condition. If you have an attack later and can't catch your breath, and it's all over for you, I'll still have to attend your funeral. Lynda, don't think you're invincible just because you saved Bob!"
"Fine, Isabella, I'll tell you today, unless I die, you will never have Sebastian!"
"I'll wait and see." Isabella not only wasn't angry, but she also laughed. "Oh, by the way, I just remembered why you wanted to meet me. Is it because you feel guilty and uneasy?"
"What do I have to feel guilty about! I am the one Sebastian loves the most!"
"Because last night, he came to me and left you who had just had an attack. If he truly loved you so firmly, why would he come to me? Besides, it wasn't anything important that I went out for, just to have a drink, but he was so anxious..."
As Isabella continued to smile, Lynda's face grew paler.
"Okay, enough, I don't want you to have a heart attack for real." Isabella stood up, ready to leave, but then remembered something. "Do you have your medicine? Or should I call an ambulance for you?"
Lynda swept everything off the table, causing everything to smash to the ground. "Isabella, you wait!"
"I have been waiting all along. Ever since you came to plead for Bob, we have been at odds. And even if I don't confront you, sooner or later, you will come after me."
Lynda looked at her, her face turning white and her lips trembling.
"Tsk tsk, if Sebastian saw you like this, I don't know how heartbroken he would be," Isabella said. "If he rushed over here now, it would only take him ten minutes. Should I tell him that I bullied you?"
"Don't get too cocky."
"You aren't a good person either. If I don't act a bit arrogantly, I will only be bullied by you."
Lynda answered, "I haven't done anything to you, saving Bob...isn't a big deal."
"But you are declaring war against me. Also, the Watson family's affairs have caused quite a stir in New York. You just came back and dare to act so boldly. Your methods and courage are quite impressive."
Saying that, Isabella looked at the waiter beside her. "How much for these broken items? I'll pay for them."
"Alright..."
"Do I need you to compensate me?" Lynda spoke up. "Isabella, if you didn't act so arrogantly towards me, then maybe I could have let you live a good life. But now, it seems like you're asking for trouble!"
"Don't be so confident, after all, with your condition, what if one day you just keel over? Meanwhile, I'll live longer than you."
The waiter pressed some buttons on the calculator and finally said, "Including the cost of coffee and tea, it comes to a total of 5,637."
Isabella took out her wallet.
Lynda said, "This money... black card?"
She blinked incessantly, looking at the card Isabella held between her fingertips.
"You have quite the eye, Lynda," Isabella said. "You recognized the black card Sebastian gave to me."
"He actually gave you the black card?"
Isabella covered her mouth and chuckled softly. "You're joking. He has given me so many things, and you've seen them all. Let's consider this my treat. Goodbye."
Lynda slumped back in her chair.
The waiter asked, "Miss... Are you okay?"
Lynda grabbed her bag and stormed off, seething with anger.
It seemed that Isabella was even more formidable than she had imagined!
Isabella made her way to the Lawrence Group, recalling Lynda's words with a sigh and a shake of her head.
As she crossed the road, the Lawrence Group building almost within reach, a wheelchair suddenly appeared before her.
"... Jarod Lawrence?" Isabella instinctively called out his name but then realized it wasn't appropriate.
She quickly changed her tone. "Big brother, long time no see."
"During work hours... Why aren't you in the office? How did you end up here?"
"I... I came to buy something." Isabella calmly replied. "I was planning on heading back to the company."
Jarod Lawrence chuckled lightly, appearing quite gentle. "I see."
"Yeah..."
"Those lackeys of the second brother are useless. They made you come personally for such a small matter."
Isabella replied, "I... I prefer doing things myself after all."
"But just now, I saw you coming out of the café."
"Yeah," Isabella continued to brazenly fabricate, "I just went there to have some coffee."
Jarod Lawrence continued, "I also saw Lynda coming out."
Isabella didn't need to make up any more excuses.
She remembered what Sebastian had said about this big brother. Despite his low-key and nonchalant appearance, portraying a Zen-like attitude, he shouldn't be underestimated.
"You noticed, big brother. Why ask then? Are you trying to amuse yourself with me?" Isabella said. "So, did you specially come to find me?"
"No, it was a chance encounter."
Yeah, right.
Isabella realized that the Lawrence family's men were all quite enigmatic.
Jarod Lawrence had definitely seen her and Lynda, sitting face to face in the cafeé, and who knows... he might have heard their conversation as well.
"Well, if there's nothing else, I should head back to the company," Isabella smiled. "There's still a lot of work to do."
Jarod Lawrence sat calmly in his wheelchair. "I have no ill intentions, and I would never want to harm you or...use you."
"Of course, we are family, big brother."
"You're a smart person, Isabella," Jarod Lawrence said. "Now that Lynda is back, she poses a big threat to you."
"Not really. Sebastian and I have a strong relationship, and we're planning to have a child. As for Lynda, she's not a concern anymore. We've already...taken care of things."
"I'm here to help you."
Jarod Lawrence stated his intentions directly, probably unable to bear listening to her lying any longer.
Isabella's expression stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal. "What are you talking about, big brother? I don't quite understand."
"I can help you, deal with Lynda," Jarod Lawrence said. "Prevent her from finding opportunities to sabotage your marriage with Sebastian."
With the conversation at this point, pretending to be ignorant would be pointless.
Isabella looked at him. "Why help me?"
"Because you're more suitable than Lynda."
"Just that?"
"Yes," Jarod Lawrence nodded. "Sebastian is the pillar of the Lawrence family, and he can't marry someone with congenital heart disease, especially someone who may pass it on to future generations like Lynda."
"So, big brother is thinking of the Lawrence family, the Lawrence Group," Isabella said.
"Mmm," he replied. "And for Sebastian and you as well."
Isabella paused for a few seconds and asked, "Is it really just that?"
She couldn't help but feel that Jarod Lawrence had another motive.
Because Sebastian was wary of him, and her judgment of Sebastian, she firmly believed, instinctively placing Jarod Lawrence in the position of an opponent.
Jarod Lawrence smiled. "Otherwise, little sister, what other motive do you think I have?"
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