Love You Enough to Leave You Chapter 760

Chapter 760Chapter 760
After throwing a fit in her office, Isabella gave Linda a call. When no one picked up, Isabella threw her
phone away in annoyance and flopped into the chair.
She tried to gather her thoughts and work, but she simply could not register the words on the
documents.
She was the one who had talked Beverly into leaving a lipstick mark on Oscar's suit, but up till that
point, Isabella had not received any news about Oscar taking action against Beverly.
I guess there's no getting rid of that woman in the short term. I can't believe a married woman like her
dared harbor feelings for Oscar. I'll get rid of her no matter what!
After staying in her office for two hours, Isabella went out and found the staff gathered outside,
gossiping about something.
“What happened? What are you guys talking about?” Isabella asked with a frown.
“Ms. Walker,” the employees greeted and quickly dispersed.
“What were you guys saying?” Isabella asked again.
“We heard that Ms. Schmidt had just handed in her resignation letter for an unknown reason, and Mr.
Gibson got into a fight with her because of that. Things almost got out of control at the office,” one of
the women answered boldly. Impish glee sparkled in Isabella's eyes. “Really?” she asked in overt excitement.
“Yes, Ms. Walker. Everyone in the company is talking about this. Mr. Clinton even deducted three
months' worth of bonus from Mr. Gibson's account,” the same employee added.
Isabella waved her hand at the group. “All right, all of you should go back to work. Don't just stand
around and gossip.”
Everyone returned to their seats quietly while Isabella took the elevator downstairs.
Once she got off the elevator, she ran into two security guards dragging Beverly away.
A smile tugged on Isabella's lips, and she walked over with a smug face. “Ms. Schmidt, I heard you're
leaving. Tell me, what's going on? Why did you give up on your position all of a sudden?”
Beverly glowered at her with intense hatred, gnashing her teeth. “Isabella Walker! Karma's real!”
Isabella walked over and gave a snort of disgust. She turned toward the two guards and said, “I have
something to say to Ms. Schmidt. Leave us alone.”
The guards looked at one another in hesitation but finally nodded.
Once they left, Isabella stood right before Beverly and stated, “Ms. Schmidt, you only have yourself to
blame. I gave you a mere suggestion, but you were the one who decided to act on it. I didn't know you
would kiss his suit, so don't blame me for your stupidity.” Beverly's eyes were red with anger. To her, that was her most miserable day, for not only had she been
fired, but she had also almost gotten into a fight with her husband at their workplace. After all that
drama, the guards even went to her to escort her out of the company. Isabella Walker! All this is
happening because of you! I hate you!
“It's too early to celebrate, Isabella. Karma is a b*tch!”
“Well, yeah, but you won't be there to see it when karma bites me in the ass,” Isabella retorted, looking
at her watch. “I have to go, Ms. Schmidt. I still have work to do. I'm sorry I can't send you off.”
With that, she puffed out her chest and walked off.
Beverly glared at her viciously as she disappeared out of her sight. Overcame by anger, the executive
took off her high heel and threw it at Isabella.
The high heel landed right on Isabella's head, and the woman fell to the ground.
Beverly raced over until she stood before Isabella, looking down haughtily at the woman rubbing her
head. “God watches everything we do, Isabella. I may have fallen prey to your trap, but you'll soon be
kicked out of this place.”
Beverly then walked off in pride, with her head held high.
Holding her head, Isabella scowled at Beverly. She spat in spite and said through gritted teeth, “Who
do you think you are? The company is already showing you mercy for letting you leave like this.” Isabella put down her hand. When saw blood on it, she almost passed out in fear.
Quickly, she drove to the hospital to get her wound treated. Just as she was leaving, she spotted
Tiffany looking gloomy at the other end of the corridor with a document in her hand.
Isabella went over and snatched the paper from her hand when Tiffany had her guard down.
Tiffany whipped her head in surprise, and when she saw Isabella, she demanded, “Give it back!”
Isabella waved the paper and said, “You can't get pregnant, huh? I can't believe you're a hen that can't
lay eggs, Tiffany. I heard your uterine septum corrective surgery went well, and you'll be able to get
pregnant once you recover, but this report clearly says otherwise. It seems that you're not fated to have
any children of your own.”
Tiffany's face fell, and grief clouded her eyes.
She wanted to take the report back, but Isabella dodged her hand.
“Don't cross the line, Isabella. Give it back!” Tiffany snapped.
“Ha! Why do you still need this report? You can't even get pregnant. I bet it's not easy being part of the
Hisson family. They're wealthy, so if you can't give them an heir, Mr. Hisson might look for other women
in the end. Poor you.”
Tiffany's hands quivered in agitation as she glared at Isabella. Suddenly, she dashed forward like a
ferocious beast and pulled Isabella's hair. Isabella yelled in pain while Tiffany beat her to a pulp.
“This is what you get for rubbing salt in my wound. I won't go easy on you, Isabella!” Tiffany roared.
“Let me go! I have a wound on my head!” Isabella screamed.
When Tiffany heard this, she hit Isabella's wound even harder, sending the latter screeching in agony.
If the doctors and nurses had not come in time and pulled them apart, Isabella would have ended up
severely injured.
Isabella held her head and snarled, “Just you wait, Tiffany. I'm going to call the police!”
“Go ahead. I'm not scared of you. I dare you to go to the police!” Tiffany challenged.
So, Isabella took out her phone immediately, and the two women were brought to the police station.
Meanwhile, Amelia received a call from the police that Tiffany had injured someone and was detained
at the precinct. She had thought it was a prank call, but when the caller mentioned the correct address
of the police station, she realized Tiffany must have gotten into trouble.
Immediately, she took leave. When she arrived at the station and saw Tiffany with a bruise on the
corner of her mouth, she panicked. Yet when she spotted Isabella sitting not far away, she found the
whole situation perplexing. What are these two doing here?